I need to start off by apologizing, I should have written this blog a long
time ago, but I was out of internet service for 2 weeks, and then when I got
home, I just seemed to have SO much to do! My mind was starting to go crazy, so
I scribbled down to-do-lists on sticky notes during school, and now they are
scattered all over my computer screen! At least once I get this blog finished
it will be another thing to check off my list! Okay, so let's start with
Christmas...
After school let out on Friday, I said my goodbyes to all my classmates and
was heading out the door when I was tapped on the shoulder. We did Secret Santa
in my class (it's called Engrl Bangrl here) and I got my final gift. The girl
who had me made a notebook and had all my friends in the class write a little
Christmas note in it! It was so touching to see that these kids in my class
actually do care about me and cool that I could read it in the 3 languages it
was written in! I almost teared up, because I realized that even though I was
missing my family during the holiday season, I knew I had more than one family
to take care of me over here; even my classmates!
On Saturday morning we packed the car to the max and drove to Hochart, where
my host grandpa has a house and art collection, and where we spent Christmas.
During the next few days we relaxed a lot, had good conversations, and ate SO
much! Christmas here is celebrated on the 24
th, where the Christkind
(an angel) brings all the Christmas decorations, the tree, and the presents
during the day while the kids are distracted. We went to Church in the
afternoon and sang Christmas songs (in German) and “Stille Nacht” (Silent
Night) brought tears to my eyes because it reminded me so much of being back
home. But I kept telling myself that I get so many Christmases back home, and
only one in
Austria.
That made me appreciate it a lot more! Once we got back home, Theresa and I
waited down stairs until the Christkind was finished. And then once the
Christkind rang the bell we ran up to the living room to see what they brought.
The sight was not at all what I expected. The Christmas tree was beautiful lit
with real candles and sparklers like we use on the 4
th of July. We
sat around the tree and sang Christmas songs and read from the Bible. We then
opened presents which was a lot different than what I’m used to. There wasn’t
all this hype about gift giving and going over the top. It was simple and quite
silent. The silence was weird for me, but I think there was a beauty in it. I
got presents and cards from all over the world, and I feel so blessed. Thank
you to everyone who supported me thus far and sent their love, and I hope you
all know my love was sent right back at you that night! That night, and for the
next few nights we feasted (like really, stuffed ourselves) with friends and
family. Then on the 26
th, we jumped in the car again and started the
long 5 hour drive towards the mountains….
Christmas Tree
Theresa reading from the Bible
Niki, Babsi, and Franz (host grandpa) on our Christmas walk
As we drove into Kitzbühel,
the excitement in the car started to rise. It was dark and foggy so I couldn’t see
any of the surrounding mountains, but it was clear that we were there due to
the small-ski-town feel I know so well. Everyone dressed like they do back
home, the general attitude is upbeat, and the conversations are always revolving
around snow. We moved all of our luggage into the family’s condo and had upbeat
conversations comparing one another’s goggles, skis, helmets, etc. I was
feeling right at home. That first night of sleep was the best I’d had in a
while. There is a river running right next to the condo, and the peaceful melody
put me right to sleep. In the morning we figured out my ski situation (I
borrowed Babsi’s old ones and rented boots) and then hit the slopes. The snow
was a little icier than what I’m used to in the
Butte,
and was all around just a different consistency. And I was on skinny racing
skis with the bindings set toward the back of the ski, so my first few runs
took a little getting used to. But by the end of the day I was chasing Niki (he
is an amazing skier, once a ski instructor in
Austria
which is super prestigious) down the hill with a huge smile on my face! The
days went by with the same routine: an early breakfast and then straight to the
slopes, lunch at a mountain hut, and then a big dinner with family and/or friends.
Here are some of the highlights of my skiing experience in the
Alps:
1. The
views are absolutely incredible! At the top of every lift you get a 360 degree
panoramic of beautiful mountains! It was a lot like home!
2. We
skied real fast. My entire host family can ski really well and we had such a
great time trying to keep up with one another.
3. You
can ski so far in one day, and all with the same ski pass! One day I skied from
one state of Austria
to the next (Tirol to Salzburg)!
4. I
rode the longest gondola with only one tower in the world! That was a little
sketchy!
5. It
snowed one day and I got to experience the closest I think I can get to what
Austrians call a powder day. Niki and I skied about 5 inches of fresh for a few hours
before heading back to the groomed ice sheet!
6. I
learned a lot about Austrian culture and mountain huts. Family meals are so
crucial here and they taste really yummy too!
One day it was raining really hard, so I went into
Kitzbühel with Babsi. Our condo is in Kirchberg which for comparative purposes
we can say is like Crested Butte (but I personally think nothing compares to
that little piece of Paradise) and is about 10 minutes
away from Kitbühel. Kitzbühel I came to discover is quite like Aspen
in the sense that it is filled with really expensive shops, and the tourists
are a little snotty. But the comparison stops there. I was so in awe by the
adorable old Austrian buildings and brick streets. Babsi and I went to this
hidden bakery that was literally through this secret door, and then we browsed
the super expensive shops. Unfortunately due to the downpour I didn’t take any
pictures, but you’ll just have to imagine how magical this little town was. I
kept thinking to myself, “Okay Jessie, how are you going to live here one day?
What job could help you buy a small piece of property here that is even more
expensive than Vienna’s high
society inner city apartments?” I don’t have the answer to that yet, but I’m
thinking I need to figure it out.
Okay and moving on to New Year’s because I really
need to get this thing done! So Kirchberg had a small ceremony on the ski
slopes the day before New Year’s Eve and Theresa and I went to watch. The ski
instructors came down with candles and little kids skied with flags
representing each country that the ski instructors were from. Then there was a little
performance with ski teams who performed this synchronized skiing act (I think
it should be a sport in the Olympics) that was so cool! Then there were skiers
on stilts (never seen that before) and the night ended with some fireworks.
Overall, it got us excited for the New Year and was fun to see how the little town
of Kirchberg celebrates. On New
Years Eve we had my host Aunt, Uncle, and 5 year old cousin over for a big
dinner and played games together. At midnight
the most magical thing happened that I can say is a million times cooler than a
ball dropping. Literally hundreds of fireworks started going off at the same
time. We live right by a hotel that set off their personal show right in front
of us. Simultaneously, families living all over the valley were setting of
their own fireworks. Our heads were constantly shifting left and right looking
up and down the mountains at the spectacle. It was overwhelming and beautiful
and I felt so happy in that moment!
The next day we went to Kitzbühel for their New
Year’s celebration. They had a show similar to the torchlight parade in Crested
Butte, where all 300 ski instructors came down the mountain by candlelight, and
then jumped over a fire! A witch with a cast on her leg was thrown into the
fire to hopefully get rid of injury on the mountain for the New Year. A giant
2013 was set into the mountain slope with candles which were slowly lit one by
one. Then came the outstanding firework show. Timed perfectly to music, the sky
was lit for about half an hour. It was one of the most beautiful firework shows
I’ve seen and it was a great way to bring in the New Year!
Candles on the slope
Ski instructors by candlelight
Now I’m back in Vienna
focusing on school and getting all the things on this crazy list checked off! I
am heading back to Kirchberg for semester break in four weeks, and I couldn’t
be more excited! Pictures will come soon, but my computer is not letting me at the moment!