Ant, at first I thought you were joking, but it appears you're not. Do you find honestly these Einteiler
"standard ski clothing?" About the only time I could imagine wearing such a thing is after a major powder dump. I never, EVER see anyone wearing them in the U.S. (except under the above condition), but then again, I don't frequent destination resorts like Vail, Aspen, or Whistler, and maybe that's where they're all hiding. No judgement from your truly on any of these people; it was rather like exiting from a time machine and finding everyone wearing 20 year-old equipment.
I originally had over 50
body bag pics on my digital camera, but toward the end of the week, I was running out of space on my internal memory, and had to delete many before my flight back. Also, my girlfriend had become alarmed that I had begun brazenly walking up to people and photographing them head-on (instead of waiting for them to turn their backs).
As for my intentions, brought up by the browbeating, fun-hating Maddog, keep in mind that I had to amuse myself in some way to fight off an ever-lurking depression. Remember, I flew eight hours to sit at the top of several wonderful, enormous ski areas and NOT ski. Isn't that like finally gaining access to the greatest, most exclusive restaurant in the world and being told that you can watch, but not eat?
The "woman in red" was not the object of my affections. Actually, the most attractive was the bird in the pistachio jumpsuit at the top of the Ski Welt. She even had nice teeth (for someone from the UK