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This last Friday was a day off for students because of the entrance exams taken for the university. Many high school students come to the university to take a test to see if they can enter. A slightly different process than the SAT or ACT in America.

Instead of attending school, our Bible discussion group took a one day ski trip to Hunter Mountain. This was my second time ever to go to a ski slope. Last year's Best ski camp was my first time. Since I boarded my first time, I thought I would board again to try to get better.

As the members with me wanted to go to the top first, I convinced them to at least do a shorter course first to let me remember how to snowboard. On my first time down, there wasn't much problem until the finish which is like the beginner's course. I still don't exactly know what happened but I do vividly remember quickly falling backward and straight on my tailbone. That was by far the hardest or most painful fall I have had yet. As I sat on the hill throbbing in pain for about 3 minutes, the realization that we bought a ski pass for 9 hours and I have only been on the hill for about 20 minutes passed through my mind.

We then went to the top of the mountain which had a gorgeous view of the snow capped mountains surrounding the area. After going down twice from the top a student offered to help teach me some more technique in my turning. The turning he was trying to teach me was how to turn on the front side of my board facing up the mountain with my back towards the bottom. If any of you have ever done this, that is extremely unnatural to not see where you are going. I think I racked up a total of 40 times that I fell trying to learn how to do this before lunch. I was able to get the turn down a little bit. After lunch we came back out and I was only able to go back down two more times. Every part of by body was bruised or soar from so many wipe outs.

After the day ended we went to a nearby hot springs to rest our weary bodies.

I do have one quick comment. For all those action heroes in the movies that fight and jump of crazy tall buildings and get beat up, there is no way that they can have the strength to keep going the next day. I fell down a mountain forty times and I am pretty sure that my body felt like gelatin.