Day 25: The Day of Many Firsts

I had loads of fun today. Envy me.

This marks the day of many firsts. I went sledging and tried skiing! Woohoo! That was fun, I tell you. Fun.

I met up the the people from the International Bible Group at the Central Station and we took a car down to the slopes at Sunnersta. I had my first try of pulka (or sledging), and boy, I tasted snow. Yup. I made a few backflips along the way, landed back on the sledge and continued sliding down the slope. Every. Single. Time. Well of course by the end of the night, I was a pro at pulka-ing. I only tumbled the first three times, landed right on top of my head once, and after that, it was smooth sailing all the way. The bump on the head seemed to have jolted something right in me, or maybe some snow went into my brain by osmosis and I suddenly knew how to do it correctly.

And then, I tried skiing. Balancing is really difficult. On the pulka, you are seated, so the centre of gravity is low. But on skis, it's really easy to fall. Needless to say, I fell. Hard. So yah. I prefer the pulka so much more at this point in time.

But I know... Sledging is for the kids. So this makes me too old to be enjoying such an activity. So sue me. It's my first time trying such things out. So that makes me a kid in some ways.

I feel like a kid again. I really had fun tonight. This makes me remember why I wanted to come to Sweden in the first place. To have fun as the locals do.

I always imagined that it would be really freezing cold when whizzing down the slopes. But it's not cold at all! In fact, I felt warmer sledging and skiing than sitting by the fire. My toes didn't feel numb while having fun on the slopes.

I've always hate campfires at home because the perspiration, heat, smoke and humidity will simply kill you. Here, only the smoke is a problem. At this time of the year anyway.

Somehow, people are always shocked to hear that my first language is English. I is Asian. Cannot have engrish as first language meh? But in retrospect, it’s true. Which other country in Asia, other that the little red dot, has English as the first language? Nada! That makes us unique. Ah… Uniquely Singapore.

Or maybe it’s because I don’t speak English too well and have a weird accent? I is grammar god leh. How can?

I had more fun today with the Bible Group than with the Catholic Students’ Society. Monday nights are going to be so much fun from here on.

To more fun days like this. Cheers!