Christina, yesterday was a sad day in terms of our little vacation. Yes, we went to the ski mountain, but Hubby had an awful time. Since I don't ski, I just waited for him, partly in a cafe at the lodge and partly in the car. A lot of time passed so I called him. He was so miserable that he was on the verge of tears. The snow was so deep that he could barely ski. Plus, he got royally lost. Apparently the signage was so bad. He asked others for directions, but no one around spoke any English. Austrians seem to speak far less than Germans, or are unwilling to. He ended up taking the lifts down. Plus, we were running late for my online Czech class.

Hubby then cried how the vacation has offered little for me. This is sadly the truth, but I fought him on that notion. Then late last night I awoke to the sound of him hacking in the bathroom. I initially thought he maybe accidentally ate garlic (he's allergic to it), but apparently he had something feel like it was stuck in his throat. He says he feels a little better this morning, but I think he's weary about it all. He wants to try skiing again, but at a resort about 1 to 1 1/2 hours further to the west. Wish us luck! I fear something similar will happen no matter where we go. He gets so tired and sweaty so easily. He's in awful physical shape. If it were up to me I'd leave Austria and head to a beautiful city due north in Southern Bohemia (back in Czech Republic) and enjoy being there. He would refuse and be upset by the suggestion, so I won't make it.

My class went OK. Kinda. I was nervous and hated having the first from a hotel room. One student was participating from South Africa, the other from the US. Me only from Austria this time. Normally I'm local Czech Republic. One more student may join us from who knows where.