 Julie, Clint and Emily waiting patiently at Heathrow for our flight to Munich. |
 Clint, Julie and Jarrod researching. |
 On our way to the gate. |
 Munich. The city had it all... shops galore, beer halls and a fantastic atmosphere. |
 The Glockenspiel. We chose sleep over seeing this thing make noise . A bit overrated apparently. |
 Emily, Tia, Erin and Julie. The girls hanging about in the market. |
 A Munich local? So cuddly looking but a bit aggressive when Erin tried to take a photo. |
 Jarrod, Tia and us, fresh from a beer hall. hic.......... |
 These babies weigh a ton. |
 A small area of the Hofbrauhaus, another beer hall. Impossible to smuggle a stein (large beer glass) from this place. |
 At the Hofbrauhaus with some Yankee soldiers. They tried to introduce us to the 'joys' of chewing tobacco. |
 Mmmmm, German cuisine, mainly consisting of pork, sausages, potatoes and meatloaf. |
 Where to go when the beer halls are closed?? To the gay bar of course. Note the gorgeous interior! |
 Bunny's Pub, our place of residence in St Johann in Tirol, Austria. Very convenient and close to the slopes. |
 We stayed in the apartment above the pub and this was our fantastic view. |
 Up bright and early on our first morning. |
 The 6 of us at Max's pub, conveniently located at the foot of the mountain. |
 Jarrod, Tia, Clint, Julie, Erin and Emily. |
 Clint and Tia with Stefan, our private snowboarding instructor. We had 1 lesson at the beginning of the week. |
 Learning to strap into the board, not as easily as it looks. Almost guaranteed to fall over everytime. |
 Yours truly, high on adrenaline. (and extremely sore, and it was only the first day) |
 Clint goes down and waves in the process. |
 Tia. You couldn't miss that funky orange beanie. |
 Julie became official photographer for a couple of days as she did her ankle in. Here, the gang waves to her on the chairlift. |
 Julie and the demented ankle. To add insult to injury, she had to wait 2 hours for the water to heat up for the shower. |
 Clint flies down the mountain..... |
 and he's here already. |
 Clint and his 'beanie hair'. |
 We had fantastic weather, snow- light and then heavy, overcast days, and blinding days like this. |
 Views of St Johann from various heights of the mountian. |
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 These views are one of a kind. |
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 Pastel buildings. |
 Julie's arms are out for balance. |
 Proof that 'arms out for balance' doesn't always work. |
 An 'L' plate on her back would have been good. |
 Clint and his bestfriend, the snow ball. |
 Our first snowman. And only 6 inches high. |
 A night out bumboarding with the pub crew. |
 Bumboarding consists of these flimsy plastic 'spades', your bum, and no brakes, other than your feet. |
 Jarrod frosted up from bumboarding. It was bitterly cold to say the least. |
 Lunch was usually at this restaurant/cafe about 800m up the mountain. |
 Mmmm, hot choccie. St Johann had legendary hot chocolates. |
 Jas and Min with their own snowman. |
 Going..... Clint and Tia bury Jarrod in the pub car park |
 ......going.... |
 .....gone. |
 Fun in the snow with some snow angels. |
 Clint, Jarrod, Tia and Julie built this snow man in the pub car park. |
 Putting on the finishing touches. |
 Ta daaaaa. Our snow man, complete with coca cola buttons, fosters scarf, croc dundee hat and vegetables for facial features. |
 'We'd like to thank Fosters, the most famous 'Australian' beer and Bunny's Pub for making this possible...' |
 Is my car under there? |
 Clint and Jarrod. Always egging on each other to do the impossible.... usually off-piste. |
 We are here and going to the top. Clint and Jarrod were suckers for fresh powder and anything off-piste. |
 It's a long way to the top...... on one of the many chairlifts. |
 Note the steep ascent. |
 Anyone out there?? Scary stuff, venturing into the unknown... |
 1700m up and still not high enough. |
 Priceless. |
 Gives you that warm fuzzy feeling, doesn't it? |
 Thirsty, need water, none around... fresh powdery snow will do. Unless Clint and Jarrod made tracks on it. |
 The traditional self-portrait. |
 Back in Munich before flying back to London. |
 We had at least 10 hours to kill in Munich, and everything was shut. What better way to pass time than to pose for the camera? |
 Bumping into the waiter at the beer hall from the night before. |
 Julie tries out her funky new rollerskates in the hostel. Wired for sound......... |
 Wesssstsiiiide. |
 Tia finds a shoe. We were so bored, things like this excited us. |
 Yeehaaar cowboy. WE LOVE GERMANY!! |