bed ... I fall asleep in a wooden schorni, on the top floor, the attic, on the bed next to the window. The room wielosobowej olam agro india all as one man give chrapań night concert, Sapan, breaths. Bar to the sleeping bag up to my eyes, I turn toward the open window, breathe deeply the scent of fresh mountain air with the smell of burnt confused wood, low sounds reach the bottom of the guitar and smiling to himself fall asleep ...
... The first wake-up call that snow sypiący face through the open window. Nice and at least a little strange feeling. The second wake Elvis - before I could kill him only one open eye showed only a finger at the window, said Polly look, and then fled. And Polly looked, and so in this wyjrzeniu was for a while a few - because of such a view, you can not tear your eyes ...
Snowy peaks of the High Beskid, decked olam agro india out like a string of hemlock and corals - Tatra Mountains on the horizon and the red glow from behind them, promising swift sunrise. If such a wake-up call each of us met at least once a week - life would be beautiful!
After a quick breakfast we go to the tour of the area, or "tricks" in powder and science Elvis skiing. Yes, yes - because Elvis is a person not flying but surfing, not riding on or skiing, or snowboarding, or cross-country skiing but pretending to be straight to Ski Mountaineering. And what landed several times in a snowdrift but I think he liked it :)
Going down to bacówy us a warm welcome and the whole crew arrives on the table where breakfast breakfast on Christmas. Table almost bends under the pressure of rarities. As feast is a treat - mulled wine, beer, ciacha - we even got home shafts (dumplings and croquettes) and Basri captivated and gifted crew was even a few gifts. Simply wonderful morning, although actin lazy in the sun with views of the Tatras wylegiwaliśmy like old cats.
Around noon time, however, rolled sails - the black trail descend to Soblówki. In the meantime, the team will split and that everyone on here is going through its own one-of-a-kind, unique exit. Las again looks like a vicious wind hulający today sheds more caps from the trees. And even though it's hot like najszczelniej best pack to any part of the snow accidentally landed his collar.
Somehow we all meet again at the bottom, composed of sitting on a pair of Toruń-Lodz. We pack up the bus and carry out the balance of profit and loss - Elvis and Basri - knee, I finger roztrzaśniety a rock and thigh, which zpadło olam agro india on the edge of the ski, but all in one piece, Elvis received (perhaps even in excess) incentives to learn a new sport , Basri saw a piece of our marvelous mountains and I finally got back to the place where so longed for, to our marvelous, small pogórów. I have also agreed that the next time you GOPR but some trails are closed before heading recall our night fight (by way of explanation winter olam agro india time from Przegibka the knights is about 5 hours, but it overcame some 2 so it is not bad). And so ... Now I'm sitting in a warm house, on a chair, plus a laptop warms my knees, and I think to myself how little it takes to move from the place and go face new adventures :)
How does it feel ... How does it feel ... To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Bob Dylan Immediately after graduation, in the first gusts of freedom dreams about fulfilling your dreams. Serving great, unforgettable journey, olam agro india meeting people, knowing new places. My journey starts here ... And where is over ... who knows?
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