Ferienskifahrer
I remember that our
ski instructor called us
Die ferienskifahrer.
Holiday skiers, he said.
Didn’t bother disguising
the sneer on his lips.
Our muscles tore and
bits on bones chipped
as we fell on the snow.
Ferienskifahrer. We, with
our legs stuck under desks
for 50 weeks of the year.
We, conquering the Alps like
Hannibal and his elephants.
I remember too well, each
morning, and the struggle
down the stairs, knowing
I should enjoy all this pain.
It's Still Life 
6 responses to “dVerse & Miz Q 04: Vacation”
I like the description of the sneer on his lips and the thought of enjoying the pain at the end. Any freienskifahrer has a title higher than mine. I would get a fear of heights when looking down while riding the ski-lifts.
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Thanks so much, Frank. Great prompt, by the way.
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Nice way to double up. Let him sneer to his heart’s content you “conquered the Alps like Hannibal and his elephants.” More than I could do
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I was in my early 30s. Sure couldn’t manage it now. Can hardly put pressure on my knees anymore! 😂
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That does make a difference. You just salved my pride a little. : )
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I’ve been to places where the ’employees’ seem to sneer – and wonder how they stay in the ‘Hospitality Business’…
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