So, christmas time is chill time. Been at home trying to rehab my back and it seems to been working pretty good.

Started out travelling again three days ago. First train to Arlanda (2 switches and delayed).


My travelbuddies

Flight to Frankfurt (delayed). Tried to sleep in a huge hall but couldn´t. Piffen and Daniel had a competition who stayed up the longest. Piffen won. Me and him didn´t sleep at all. God damn airports are never quiet!

This is 3 am.                   Piffen a bit tired...


9 hours later we continued to Chicago. Missed our connecting flight and got booked at another that was supposed to go 2 hours later... luckely that was delayed too, so we got rebooked at another flight leaving four hours later. Got on that and landed in Denver at five pm, instead of one pm.... no worries, our bags were already there and we got in a van at seven. Cruised up to Breckenridge and opened my skibag..... not my bag offcourse. Now that is a problem. Threw myself at the phone and called the airport.

Short version: Sleep four hours. Get on a Cme van and go back 2.5 hours to the airport. Return the wrong skibag (that is identical to mine). Ask around for my own bag and realise that someone else has taken it. A so called Double Switchup according to the personal. Talk to the woman who has the lost and found. Report the missing skibag. Get on the next Cme van. 2.5 h up to breckenridge and on the phone again. It´s found!

So right now I´m waiting at home for my skis while the others are out ripping the park. 2 dec of fresh snow and bluebird.... sometimes life is a bit bitter.






Stay tuned for Shredits from breck and keystone,

Out.