Nrooommmmmm.

Sunday 18: Day 3 - Snow is never too icy to go toboganning on. But she sure came down with a bump.

Wrote postcards, finished Under the Tuscan Sun, ate food, went slidey slidey bump bump down some hills. Of course, being Tasmania, we bumped into the only other visitors to the area that day, who just happened to be friends of ours. That's the kind of place this is though.

Chocolate fondue that night, made the right amount and not too much, a Mt Field first... Mmmmm. Built the epicest jenga tower - there were no moves left, 35 stacks tall. The trick, we discovered, is to play it at a leisurely pace whilst discussing religion and other significant things.