Snow Day on Sleds, Feb 09

We had a wonderful trip to the picturesque town of Isenfluh, where we didn’t just go sledding, but fulfilled a childhood dream - we flew down the mountain longer than we crawled up it.

After all, what could be better than snowy Swiss landscapes, frantic speed, and a light scent of adventure in the air? First, we spent about 10 minutes on the lift, and then 35 minutes of pure drive, twists and turns, and happy shouts during the descent. It was a trip back in time, where each of us became a carefree schoolboy again.

Was there any adrenaline? It was.
Endorphins? Enough for a month.
Dopamine? We’ll have to do it again!

Thank you all for the mood! Friends, like-minded people, join us next time, we will be happy to share many more interesting events together.