Ski
This was my first time going skiing in 2010. I felt nauseous stepping onto skis and riding down the huge snowy mountain.
When we were there I saw on the top of the snowy mountain a surge of people. Also, I felt pretty scared that I might crash and break a leg or two. Then we went onto the lift and snow started falling little by little. The scariest part was sliding off the lift, but it was also fun. My dad taught me the three basics of skiing, stopping, slowing down, and turning. At the time we went was pretty early, so there was a scarce of people, because it was a lot icier than other days. We then took a short break, went skiing for a little more and topped the day off with a good nights sleep.
The day was rough but it was worth it