A trip leader’s dream

My job comes with a lot of perks. I get to travel and I get paid for it. Sometimes however, those perks also give you a disadvantage. Occasionally I get to visit places I’ve never been to before. It means I’m up for an adventure in many ways. It means I get to explore and…

Kicking off the season!

The season has started. I’m back on the road as a trip leader, guiding people all over Europe for the summer season. But summer is hard to find. I’ve just finished my first trip of the season; in about three weeks from Rome to London. For the most part it’s been cloudy, rainy and more…

The unexpected bootcamp

Starting a new job is always hard. There is so much to learn and so many new people to meet. New procedures or new computer programs. When I applied for my new job I had spoken to people who had done it before. They both agreed; the first few weeks would be tough, exhausting and…

Welcoming spring

My winter in Whistler hasn’t turned out at all as I expected. It was much, so much better. I got an experience that I couldn’t have dreamed of. I did things I could only dream of and things I feared. Applying for a job as a ski instructor was a huge step for me. I…

Facing your fears

Yesterday I was skiing on the mountain with my three year-olds. The morning was icy and I feared that they would all freak out. “Andrea, I’m scared”, I heard after 5 meters. “It’s ok, we’ll take it easy.” And so we did. The morning turned out to be amazing. We went super slowly, but we came…

Mission accomplished

I haven’t written anything in a while. I’ve been busy, working, skiing, training… Last time I wrote about taking my group of four year-olds up the mountain for the first time and now, two weeks later, it was my three year-olds’ turn. The moment I thought would never happen. It did end up with lots…

The youngest of the mountain

Don’t they look cute? All bundled up? These little Michelin men, with gigantic heads, their faces disappearing behind goggles and neck warmers? All in their orange vests with their names on it. All struggling to hold on to their skis, cradling it awkwardly like a very skinny baby. All dreamy and talking about the most…