Skiing the Pyrenees Mountains

Hi. So alright, this is a skiing trip that Abby and I went on. We found out through some friends about a company that provides transportation and lift tickets to some ski resorts in the Pyrenees Mountains (east of where we are in Spain). We decided to go on a day-trip to the province of Huesca in the autonomous community of Aragón. The ski resort was called Formigal, and it was fairly big... with somewhere in the range of 30 runs or more. We left early in the morning and came back after it started to get dark.

The weather wasn´t all that favorable. It was a little windy and cold, but still sunny, and it warmed up in the afternoon. There wasn´t a lot of snow, and so it was quite icey... also because a lot of the snow that they did have was artificial. It was still a good time, and we skiied until we felt our ankles could handle it no more. It was a Sunday, and so the mountains we fairly busy. We have to navigate through boarders and skiiers of all kinds of levels... teams of beginners, young kids, speedsters, tricksters, and we even ran across a squad from the Spanish army practicing climbing the mountain with their supplies and winter gear.

We have coffee and drinks later with our tour-guide, a ski fanatic who had traveled all over the world to ski and who led the groups himself, named Juan. He told us that Aspen was the best in the world. He also liked practicing his English with us, which was at a passing level. For those who are able, the Spanish people love to practice their English with a native speaker. I suppose they don´t often get the opportunity, and so they like to take advantage when they meet us. This I don´t mind, because they don´t mind if we speak Spanish to them, and then they´re more likely to help us with our Spanish and to translate some words we don´t know.