I had a very nice Christmas this year. First I went to eat Polish
dinner at my mom's house in Vancouver. The next day my dad, sister,
and I went ski touring in the backcountry past Whistler. It was a
beautiful powder day. It felt weird to ski again cause I haven't tried
it for so long. The first run they sent me down was steep, with tight
trees and about 30 cm of powder. I was really stiff and had bad style
but I lived. We stayed over night in a cabin with a wood stove. There
was no one else there and we were cosy.
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