Skiing Holiday!

Skiing Mountain!!

The sun shimmered over the horizon like an egg yolk drizzling down the sky it was an extraordinary sight. I put on my warm woolen gear it heated me up like hot molten lava, my pants started to slip down my shins like an avalanche going down a shingly hill.

It was time to hit the road for our bodacious ski trip, i could hear the gravel crunching beneath the surface of the car. A stone flung up into the air like a baseball being chucked in the air and hit my Dad's Fragile window it made a compact interstice. As we got higher up the frosty mountain we could see the ice on the sides of the road corroding the gravel road as it made it slippery and treacherous.

As i stepped out of the metal car i could feel the FROSTBITE pinching me in despair, my goosebumps were building up around my body. My brother stood in the icy winds broadly he didn't

really feel the cold at all. My mum and my dad were shivering in the frosty wind, we decided to walk up the icy road and there it was the wooden lodge where we got our skiing gear from.

We ordered our gear from the broken window with the lady behind it, we walked into the gear room i found out my feet are 24cm LONG!! I couldn't believe it, so i grabbed my boots they chuckled in my hands as i walked to put them on i tripped up on the rough carpet and fell over head first onto my back. I screeched in pain like a girl screaming for dare life.

Just us i got my gear on my mum wanted to get a picture with me i thought it was RIDICULOUS. It was time to walk out into the icy winds once again. My ski’s froze in an instantly and were stuck together i had to put my weight on them to split them apart. The Ice was very complex i was trying to work out the pattern of the ice like i usually do if i see frosty ice.