Friday 24 February 2012

What happens at the onsen...


Everybody got an awesome sleep in. Everybody except for me and Sam J. We ended up staying up till 5am, he was mixing, I was grooving. When he plays that set, it is going to go off, and I'm pretty pumped. Eventually found the energy to get up and breakfast was already finished. I still snuck in a few pieces of toast though.

Soon after, we hit the slopes. But because it rained yesterday and was freezing last night, everything had iced over. All we could hear as we climbed the mountain was the piercing scrape of metal against ice. Ended up not having a great day, barreling uncontrollably down a steep icy hill with no way of stopping, (suprisingly?) scared the crap out of me.



Photo: Should have listened when he said the sun behind us would make for a terrible photo.



Photo: Finally, resolution!



Photo: We pretend we're sit down to look at the view, when really we're just too tired to move.


Photo: This photo is actually funny. You just don't get it.


We caught the shuttle bus back to the hostel and got ready to leave for the onsen (hot spring) down the road. It was my first visit to an onsen and it was... an experience. But what happens at the onsen, stays at the onsen.





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