All posts filed under: Austrian Friends – Kiwi Mates

Season highlight: Racing road trip to Ohau with the Swiss boys

Two years ago, when traveling around New Zealand, I had stopped at Lake Ohau for some hiking and soon discovered the Lake Ohau Lodge. Back then, I went in to have a look at the place and say Hi! The owners Mike & Louise were just tasting wines for their son’s wedding and within minutes I was offered a glass of wine and not long after that dinner with the family. I decided to stay for the night and Mike showed me a primo parking spot for my van where I could see Mt Cook from my bed. The family also runs the ski field up the local mountain and when I said I was a ski instructor and keen to see it, the field’s operations manager gave me a lift up the mountain to have a look at it – in summer. While I’m reminiscing about it all I found a couple of old pics on my computer: Ever since I first visited the Ohau Lodge and its ski field I wanted to go back to ski …

Rainy days down in town, rainy days up the mountain?

A day off during school holidays is luxury so you better spend it well. Not much to do during those rainy days anyway but we probably need the rest to catch our breath and get energized for another week of crazy school holidays. Quiet days, cruisy mornings, a walk to town, coffee with the friends and relaxed movie nights with the housemates. Let’s just cross our fingers that the rain doesn’t reach our snow up at Cardrona.

Flat White vs. Strong Black. Not talking about coffee here…

When I started investigating Ski Instructor Jobs in New Zealand a couple of years ago the first field that repeatedly came up was Treble Cone. Fellow Ski Instructors had worked there and I had seen stunning images of the view on Facebook and Co. Back then I inquired working there – but as soon as I had figured out that their ski school is basically run & dominated by Austrian (Staatliche) Ski Instructors I knew it wasn’t for me and opted for the more international and rather beginner-focused Cardrona Alpine Resort – on the other side of the mountain but still close to Wanaka. Although I had escaped the Austrian Ski Instructor community work-wise there was no way I could in my social life. They are dominating Wanaka’s night life and seem to be everywhere! Even at Cardrona Ski School parties, as I found out during last year’s welcome party where two of Treble Cone’s instructors had sneaked in (most of you can probably guess which dynamic Austrian duo that was). Nowadays I’m quite happy to count …

Another sad Airport Farewell with Rob

Farewells are bad enough in general but they get even worse with Rob. He dropped me off at Auckland airport this morning (and I’m endlessly thankful that he got up early with made and drove me out there) and as usual saying good-bye wasn’t easy at all. Having a multi-cultural relationship / friendship comes with tough farewells by definition but today was an especially rough one since I don’t know when I’ll get to see Rob again (but I’m positive I’ll see him again sometime). What makes it even harder is that Rob’s a bit of a softy (in a good way) and is never ashamed to shed a tear or two…. I learned that during our first major good-bye at Melbourne Airport three years ago (see picture above, sorry for sharing your teary face, Rob but I know being a real man you won’t have a problem with it). Today wasn’t any different so I got out the camera for a souvenir picture before the tears came up (see picture below). And yes, the tears were flowing again …

The Art of Illusion…. a museum where you can be part of the art

It’s Sunday morning in Austria, it’s foggy and grey and it’s finally the perfect weather to sort out some pictures and update my blog. I happened to come across a series of pictures that immediately made me smile…. is it just my memories and the fun we had while taking the pictures or do you find them funny too?     If you’re a fan of that kind of art or just need a rainy day activity during your stay in Chiang Mai I can highly recommend that museum – called Art in Paradise. Make sure you fully charge your camera or for the control freaks: Bring a second battery – just in case. All photos by Magdalena, Sabrina, Wolfgang or me.

The best nights are when there’s not enough time to take pictures

The day I officially turned 30 was terrible: I was sick, alone and mostly asleep. Back then I had taken the decision to postpone my birthday by exactly three months and 160 lines of longitude. From 3 October 2013 to 03 January, from Wellington to Ebensee. And so it happened! Last Friday some good friends came along to celebrate in style and it was pure joy to see all those faces again. Thanks to everyone involved – my Mum for temporarily moving out, all the friends for traveling to Ebensee (which is tricky, I know), special thanks to Magdalena for chopping up chicken and veggies for a 20 person yellow curry, the FH choir for composing and singing a song and of course all those lovely presents. You all know how perfect they were! Since I didn’t really have time to take pictures during the party I’ll steal one of Madeleine’s, showing me & the study buddies after their special performance. Hope to see all of you again soon – also the ones not in …

Last night in Bangkok

I admit: I have not been a huge fan of Bangkok – until last night. I came to see a completely different side of this city, no longer dirty and loud but rather stylish and trendy – thanks to my friend Bob, a Kiwi who has lived in Bangkok for years now and knows all the hip spaces and places. Bob wanted to show me all the hidden gems of Sukhumvit’s Soi 11, a trendy side street of Sukhumvit’s main road – and oh, the places we’ve seen! We started with a drink at Cheap Charlie’s where my personal highlight was a sign telling that they were now offering a toilet – for ladies only and kindly asking for “no shit, only pee”. Next stop was a lovely garden restaurant with live music where almost at the end of my Thailand trip I finally got to taste some delicious fish cake and chicken in banana leaves. We headed on to another garden bar where a Thai interpreted traditional western christmas carols the Thai jazz way …

Austrian-Bavarian Expat meet-up on a Sydney rooftop terrace

Just before flying to Australia I saw that an old friend of mine also happened to be in Sydney for work. Natalie and me had been sharing desk, lunch break and our bosses’ mood swings while we were both interns at BMW Group, back in 2006. We agreed to meet up close to Circular Quay and it soon turned out that my Austrian friend Maggie would meet some girls for her Sydney farewell that same night. As soon as Natalie and me had caught up on our lives and adventures since BMW – over a very experimental and spicy Mexican dinner – we joined the Austrian girls on the Glenhouse roof top terrace. What a location! Very hidden in the Rocks but once you’ve found it the views over Sydney harbour will take your breath away. But what really kept my breath away for the whole evening was the crazy laughing going. Since all of us live out of our Bavarian or Austrian comfort zones for a while (whether in Sydney, New Zealand, Hong Kong …

Skiing with the best Asian skier I’ve ever seen – and lived with.

Although we’ve been living together for a season now I never managed to go skiing with any of my housemates – so it came as a pleasant surprise when I met my roommate Jo on the slopes during one of my last skiing days. Jo is half Kiwi – half Filipino and is often teased for being half Asian – because she takes pictures of everything, she always does some Asian-style posing when pictures are taken and loves Asian food. But the one thing where she’s not Asian at all are her skiing skills. (Don’t want to be offensive but if you’ve ever taught Asians how to ski you know what I am talking about….)

Meeting old friends for a round of golf

I used my days off for catching up on a lot of things and one of them was meeting friends, such as Daniel. We went to High School together back home in Austria and as it happens we are now both working down here in Wanaka. Daniel coaches at the other ski field so I don’t see him very often but when I do it’s always good fun. This was my first time ever golfing and I am amazed by how much I liked it – good fun actually, something to repeat on future days off.