Today we girls had our second ski lesson while the boys again skied far and wide around the mountains and valleys of Grandvalira. This time Santi took us on blue runs while we practised what we learned yesterday. I wasn’t skiing as well as I did yesterday for some reason, but I still enjoyed the lesson. Meanwhile Cat and Chanel continued to make excellent progress. Both girls had changed their ski boots yesterday afternoon and felt more comfortable, and they were on great form. We had a couple of scary moments on one of the chairlifts; first of all I fell at the top when I was getting off and I think that I have bruised my coccyx because it feels very tender. Santiago claimed that it was his fault because he crossed one my skis with his, but I think that he was just being nice. My dignity was hurt worse than my backside as I rolled awkwardly out of the way of the next chair before Santi helped me up! Then we were getting onto the same chairlift later when Chanel suddenly slipped off the seat onto the ground in front of the chair. With a horrible inevitability, the chair hit her as we moved forwards, knocking her to the ground. The chairlift was stopped; I was absolutely horrified and thought that she must be injured but her helmet had protected her and not only was she was fine, she calmly got back onto the chairlift and continued skiing like a champion!
The boys met us at the bottom of the gondola and took us over to Grau Roig for lunch. We skied down a big red which was steep at the start and I made too many turns at first, which annoyed me, but I improved as I descended, and then we skied a couple of blues. We had lunch at the excellent 3 Estanys restaurant (which is Catalan for Three Lakes.) We all had a lovely lunch and chat. Then James and I decided that our legs were tired and set off back to the hotel, ending with the nice long blue run Pista Port from the Diagonal chairlift. The only problem was that it was quite busy with other skiers heading back to Pas de la Casa so my skiing deteriorated again and I was glad to take my skis off at the wee café from where we walked the short distance back to the hotel. Meanwhile the young folk skied onwards with the energy of youth, skied into two further valleys, and were on their way back when Chanel fell and was injured; possibly a torn ligament at the base of her thumb. She had to get a plaster cast at the nearby medical centre and then our heroes Ally and Cat took the hire car to Grau Roig to collect her and Davie. When we met up with her and Davie for drinks in the bar before dinner she was being very brave despite the pain, and after our usual hearty repast we had a very pleasant evening playing cards in the bar.
The boys met us at the bottom of the gondola and took us over to Grau Roig for lunch. We skied down a big red which was steep at the start and I made too many turns at first, which annoyed me, but I improved as I descended, and then we skied a couple of blues. We had lunch at the excellent 3 Estanys restaurant (which is Catalan for Three Lakes.) We all had a lovely lunch and chat. Then James and I decided that our legs were tired and set off back to the hotel, ending with the nice long blue run Pista Port from the Diagonal chairlift. The only problem was that it was quite busy with other skiers heading back to Pas de la Casa so my skiing deteriorated again and I was glad to take my skis off at the wee café from where we walked the short distance back to the hotel. Meanwhile the young folk skied onwards with the energy of youth, skied into two further valleys, and were on their way back when Chanel fell and was injured; possibly a torn ligament at the base of her thumb. She had to get a plaster cast at the nearby medical centre and then our heroes Ally and Cat took the hire car to Grau Roig to collect her and Davie. When we met up with her and Davie for drinks in the bar before dinner she was being very brave despite the pain, and after our usual hearty repast we had a very pleasant evening playing cards in the bar.
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