Telling to your friends that you are going to ski in the Balkans, when you live in Switzerland, raises more than one eyebrow. We did try and faced challenges to actually find the snow. However, we tasted food you’d never find back home, we met truly welcoming people ready to invite us, foreigners unable to speak the language, to take part to their celebration dancing and drinking together. We kept having fun despite having sun and no snow or snow and no sun. We yelled our joy in the forest raiding the slope in deep powder. We laughed, we learned, we discovered. Thank you brother, these holidays have been a blast.