Admittedly the trip there started inauspiciously - mandy (one half of the couple who run the pub) called in the morning to say that they couldn't pick us up from Munich Airport, as there was so much snow, that the roads were shut! We were advised to take the train instead - let's just say that the German Rail website is your friend.
Arrive in munich, nice smiling lady at ticket office books us through, and whoosh! we're off (via a stopover at a subway stop for pizza).
Speaking of pizza - Alix decides that austria/germany is good because of the italian-style pizza. Sounds fair enough to me.
Arrive at Bunny's eventually, party and dance the night away, and fall exhausted to sleep.
Wake up to some of the best snow I've ever seen. Yay!
Get snowboards and head up the mountain. I fall down. Alix falls down. Marital disharmony ensues. Book Alix snowboard lessons. Marital harmony ensues.
Party and board. All good. Then we get to go ski-dooing. This entails going up the top of the mountain (after a few beers) get on a bicycle where they have replaced the wheels with skis and ski down the mountain, stopping at every pub on the way.
Finish at 9ish, after many bars and restaurants, and skidooing in the dark.
Arrive back in London, knackered but happy. Yay for holidays!
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