December 28th, Friday, our last day of our “epic” Austrian Alps Ski Vacation….drum roll…we all had to decide which place to go and we all agreed we would like to revisit Zell am Ziller. This is where we went our first day of skiing, the second half of the day and all had fond memories and felt we wanted to explore more of it.
The train stop at Zell am Ziller. We still need to hop on a ski bus to take us to the mountain….another 20-30minutes.
Off the gondola and seconds later we realize that we are “dead in the water”…we weren’t going anywhere…due to high winds the entire valley was shut down. So leaving wasn’t really a good option either. The snow was coming down at crazy rates for a long time!
This is sitting in the lodge enjoying lunch(to absorb the effects of our hot mulled wine)…We had already enjoyed a hot coco in another lodge and then sitting through a painful rope tow line after skiing the bunny hill for something to do. blaaah
And this is to prove that we did get so bored that Greg, George and I hiked up and then we were told by a Safety Patrol guy they would be opening up the lift in 20 minutes. I think they didn’t like us hiking….
So the rest of the day, Greg, Kaylee and George enjoyed lots of powder and finding little glades in the woods. Maddy and I enjoyed the marked trails and the powder on the sides. I took such a rather ridiculous fall, that Greg got too impatient to deal with me and MADE me ski the marked trails. Honestly though, I had a blast doing a full face plant in 4 feet of snow and then trying to get up. I am laughing as I type.
We closed the joint. Literally we were so late getting back to Mayrhofen that the ski busses had stopped running. We ended up walking all the way to the hotel. I am so dang used to walking, but not in ski boots, and holding skis. Time to pack it up….order a pizza and hit the sack. Below are pics of our room…our “Family Sized Room”. Which included a jumbled front hall, into a bunk bed, and a table, which was supposed to be a kitchenette, but no, a table. Then it nicely opened to a double bed room, which doubled as a our living room. Then a bathroom and that led to another room with 3 single beds. Was not the Ritz but we got by. The entire place doubled as a sauna. There was no thermostat, so we just kept the doors open alot.
The girls beds.
The bunk beds and kitchen….table.
The master beds….Greg happened to get the bed that the slats did not fit…made for some funny times! (NOT)
The bathroom. Traveling and sharing one bathroom with your family is a sure way to bring you all together! aaaah more good times!
Breakfast. Very neat and clean dining area, a stark difference to your room! But the foods were decent, not a lot to choose from, deli meats and cheese, very nice breads, sliced cucumbers and tomatoes. Cereal and yogurt. Coffee and tea.
The happy family at breakfast!
And this is the view out the window of our breakfast table.
We did have access to the front balcony of this place, worked great for refrigeration purposes!
A panorama of what we could see from our balcony.
Saturday, December 29th, 2012______________________________________________
Well home again home again lickety split is a huge overstatement. A lie actually. It was a WHOLE day of planes, trains and moving sidewalks.
Saturday morning…heading back to Jenbach, Austria aboard the Zillertalbahn.
Beautiful stacks of lumber…
My Polar Express moment again….here we are in Munich. We reserved a family cabin and we shared it with a non english speaking older woman, who liked to play a game on her phone with the volume on. While we read. Was not amusing. She sat next to Greg, so I was slightly amused at watching his side glances.
At the Central Station in Munich, Germany.
Rolling walkways are friends to your luggage. That is if you just stand and let the walkway move your luggage…Maddy!
Two smiling travelers.
The waiting….oh, the waiting.
The uncontrollable need to sleep!
Walking on to the small plane in Latvia I took this pic waiting to board.
Stockholm Arlanda Airport. Not home yet. Trying to find a taxi to carry all of our “sh**” home was as difficult as climbing up Zell am Ziller, but alas, we succeeded. It is 11:15pm, and we are beat! And still a 45min ride home…ah, good times!!!