Plans changed and I'll be wrapping up here in the next couple days. I was supposed to stay here until my flight home on November 18th, but because of a warm summer the park on the mountain closed down on October 25th. I haven't had much to do since everything went away so I booked a flight back to Malta and I'll be staying there until my final flight home.
I made a friend from Finland, Joel, and had a good time riding with him and learning about Finland. A big storm came in so Joel and I did some snowboarding at the skatepark in town. It was rad riding with him because he pushed me to do some things I was pretty afraid. I think that's an important thing when you're snowboarding- having someone to ride with that pushes you out of your comfort zone.
I rode with the German team a little bit too, but managed to have a couple injuries in the process. We set up this urban ledge to ride during the storm, and after hitting it succesfully a couple times, I had a mishap where I ran into a stone doorway and took the stone corner to my thigh. I can't even describe how painful it was. I thought I had broken my femur, but luckily after 10 minutes I was able to get up an walk. The entire side of my leg is bruised with every color of the rainbow, and I have an indent in my muscle from where the impact happened. Then, a few days later, while sitting at the bottom of the halfpipe and eating lunch with the Germans, I had another accident. We were eating some bread and cream cheese when a loose ski came shooting down the pipe. It would have passed by me 20 feet to my right, but someone tried to stop the ski by stomping on it as it came by. This caused the ski to ricochet though the air directly towards me. All I could do in the second I had was cover my face with my arms. Luckily the ski missed my face. Unluckily it collided directly with my knee. I thought I had experienced the worst pain imaginable a few days prior, but I was wrong. I seemed to be a magnet for bad luck that week. I ended up having to see a doctor about my knee and take a week off, which unfortunately was the last week the pipe was open.
Today I linked up with some skiers from Denmark and set up a box in the park. They had gotten permission from park crew, and dragged the box up hill. When I linked up with them I helped them dig it into the snow and then build a lip. It was pretty fun having some people to hike a little feature with. I think the coolest part of this Swiss experience has been making friends with people from all over the world. I can't even count how many people of different nationalities I had the pleasure of meeting.
As much as I have enjoyed eating primarily cheese for the last six weeks, I'm so excited to be just two weeks from being home and having a good meal with my family again. I'm not one to get homesick, but being alone in a foreign country for this long has really made me miss them.
Well, I need to get back to packing, so I'm off for now!