Snowboarding

Date: 4/4/2016

I went on a vacation to Livigno to snowboard. It was fun and down the mountains at the bottom, the weather was grimey. Once at the top the weather was beautiful and sunny. It was my first time snowboarding. Everything went well until at one point everyone who knew me told me that I should strap in my left foot onto the snowboard because I was boarding with only my right foot locked. So I tried to do it but for the life of me it wouldn't work. I jammed cheese crusties beneath my foot and was figuring out what the front end was of my straps by looking and eating from a big sandwich I carried around. It was a cheese and ham sandwich. Very obscure. Last thing I remember is being surrounded by people trying to help me strap in my left foot onto the board whilst me eating the sandwich and slapping ingredients beneath my foot in order for it to work. Then I woke up. I remember well that I loved the sense of freedom when I was snowboarding down the hill, covered in the warm beautiful sunrays. I miss it.