Skiing wasn't exactly on my to-do-list in Europe. I hesitated for quite some while when my friends asked me to join. It sounded more like something for those adventure-lovers, and I don't really enjoy adrenaline-pumping activities most of the times (there're exceptional cases once in a while of course). Somehow I signed up for the course, simply because I had no other plan over the holiday and I looked at it simply as a special experience I could only have while I'm still here studying.
The first few days were crazy. Freaking tiring! My hand muscles were aching so much by the end of the first day. I was having problem standing properly on the icy ground (be it a flat ground or a slope), so I had to depend on my poles to support my whole weight. It was extremely difficult to move around in those bulky and heavy skiing boots and skis. I never knew it was so difficult to walk when my ankles were unable to move at all in those boots! And a slight movement could potentially send me flying uncontrollably down the slope! Frankly, it was SCARY.
I was really discouraged by the end of first day, being unable to move at all, or slipping down with no control whatsoever on the icy slope earlier that afternoon, but thank God things got better in the following days of the course. The teacher decided to move us back to a safer and easier place to practice basics first (to the dislike of the adventure-lovers I suspect), and in the last few days, it was snowing so the snow were soft and better for skiing, compared to the slippery icy slopes we had in the beginning of the course. Not to mention, the teacher was nice and patient with me, especially when some fast learners already can manage on their own, so that the teacher could pay more attention to help me improve. She also made us do some funny movements, like, spreading our arms like aeroplanes while skiing down (to help us develop balance and improve turning actually), skiing in a group in the form of a snake, synchronization (a group of people turning left and right with the same rhythm), skiing down holding the waist of the person in front of us etc. Imagine a group of grown-ups doing these among children... because that's how it was, haha. Honestly, successfully performing a synchronization was really satisfying! =D

the beginners/children slope we learnt skiing on (p/s definitely not the steep one in the background)
As I said, I was in fear sometimes. To be frank, it was awful listening to others' excited discussion about their progress when I was feeling discouraged and stupid. I guess it's kinda hard to resist this at exciting times like this? However, I learnt that this course meant something equally important to me as to learning the skiing skills, which was learning to push myself downhill no matter how scared I was. It wasn't a blind tactless desire to try something stupid... it was about conquering the fear, knowing that it was all in my head, not letting fear stop me from developing what I could achieve. For me, this was a greater achievement than speed-skiing downhill.
Courage is not the lack of fear. It is acting in spite of it. ~Mark Twain
(Hm, ok it sounds a lot more serious than it really is, haha... more precisely, "fear" should be replaced with "the state of being fully aware of the potential dangers")
Speaking of speed, there was some disagreement about it. Just like some people like to speed on highway, while others enjoy the scenery by the roadside... some of us enjoyed the high speed downhill, while others enjoyed the moderate speed and the feeling of achievement when we could make nice turns. (they purposely didn't turn much to increase the speed...) . However, a little bit of "accidents" did add spices to this trip, for example, I bumped face-on to a cushion and the guy working there just couldn't stop laughing at me! >.< Being unable to control my directions, I also crashed into the teacher once, and caused a little girl to fall because I bumped into her, hehehe... oh ya, and another little boy because he was trying to avoid me, lol.
One of the easiest main slopes. Don't be fooled by this pic, according to my friends who progressed well enough to try this out, this was no joke. Better basics before you trade an adventure with safety...
I fell down lots of times during this whole course, both while I was skiing and while I was on the lift. The lift was none like others. It was a little round "plate" attached to a string (nono it wasn't the comfortable seats you saw on tv), and we were basically being pushed by the "plate" on the buttock up the hill. If I'm not mistaken, all of us except the teacher fell at least once while on the move on this lift. In contrast to other skilled skiers who could stand comfortably on it (and waving and talking on the phone and doing all sort of things), a second of losing focus, I had my skis crossed or out of the "track", then I fell =="