We've been trying to make the most of living in Germany by trying new activities and sampling different aspects of the culture, not just the beer.
After kicking off Valentine's weekend with a surprisingly fun Cuban - Bavarian fusion concert, Herr J took me down to Garmisch (Garmisch-Partenkirchen) on Sunday for the Women's Downhill event of the World Cup of Alpine Skiing.
Despite a few previous ski trips with friends in Colorado (in which I stuck to the green slopes and more enjoyed the hot tub and après ski activities than the skiing), I only learned to ski last year. And I'm hooked. But, I'll never be a fast or aggressive skiier...I'm just happy to enjoy the skiing and the gorgeous views.
But this was a great new experience - I think I'd even watch it on TV now!
We decided to take an early train down to Garmisch, thinking we would beat the crowd on the train that arrived before the event. While we were there in time to get seats, we forgot that most of the Germans would go down a couple hours early - either to ensure being on time, or to enjoy the festivities before the event start.
Unlike many events I've attended, this one was amazingly well-planned. They had shuttle buses ready at the train station to take people to the slopes. Let me be clear....they had many buses, enough to actually carry everyone there who had arrived on the train. Event planners in Germany do a great job with huge events, though I guess 200 years of Oktoberfest has taught them many lessons in logistics and crowds!
There were various entertainers and bands along the path to the venue, giving it a very festive atmosphere:
The "bouncers" were a great idea! Very clever to distinguish security and make them fun. At the same time, being on stilts gave them a view above the crowd to see better (and be seen).
We had some time before the event began, and started the morning with some coffee and baguette pizza, listening to the band. These guys were fascinating...I wish I'd brought the camera with video because it's so hard to describe. They had a pretty good bass player and a very large band. Though I just can't understand how (or why) they turned Sweet Home Alabama into a reggae song. They were fun - playing a range of 80s, Oktoberfest/après ski songs, American classics, and a lot of AC/DC. They weren't bad on AC/DC, but You Shook Me All Night Long just doesn't sound right at medium volume...it needs to be just on the border of too loud!
As with most events in Germany, there was a new model car on display, this time Audi's A1. It would be a great city car, and the interior was colorful and reminded me of a Mini Cooper.
The actual viewing area turned out to be a really great venue. Obviously you can't see the entire downhill course from the stands, so it's shown on big screens as the skiiers progress through the course. The great part about watching the screen is that we see their times and how they compare to the leader at each gate. Then we see them come down through the finish line. So, it's the best of both live and TV viewing!
(I loved Team Argentina's colorful, whimsical uniforms. They remind me a little of the crazy Japanese pop art style wallpaper on Windows 7!)
The announcers were great - they seamlessly switched between German, English, and French. And the music guy had a pretty odd sense of humor. They tried to match the music to the skiier, but sometimes had to just fall back on national stereotypes that weren't quite right. For Argentina's Macarena Simari-Birkner, obviously they played the Macarena (and asked the crowd to dance along!). For her sister Maria Belen Simari-Birkner, somehow they decided to play the Ketchup Song. I guess it was the next Spanish song that tried to gain the popularity of the Macarena, but it was a stretch! For Lindsey Vonn, they played the Mission Impossible Theme; for one of the Swiss competitors, they played a yodeling song about Heidi.
Not surprisingly, the winner was an Austrian - Elisabeth Goergl. But we were thrilled to see American Lindsey Voss take the silver, ahead of Germany's favorite Maria Riesch. She had quite a large cheering section and seemed to know the course well (she looked so much more comfortable with it than anyone else).
If you've ever skiied in Austria, then you understand why we expect an Austrian to win. At least based on the 10 year olds who are whizzing down the mountain in perfect, effortless form. By the time they're in their 40s, they're bored with the skiing and are the ones you see skiing down a black backwards, or linking together endless chains of 360°s down the slope. Maybe it's nature, maybe it's nurture...but they're just good.
Unfortunately the Men's Downhill training session was cancelled due to poor conditions. However, we warmed up with Glühwein and then amused ourselves in the Milka pavilion. Milka (known as the chocolate with the purple cow) sponsors a team of European skiiers, including Germany's Maria Riesch. For this event, they had a pavilion with a giant inflatable purple cow, and games. There were 5 stations of winter inspired games. We first decided to play the snowball toss (throw foam balls through a target, with a speedometer showing how fast you threw) after Herr J commented that no one seemed to know how to throw a ball here. That's somewhat true, as European sports involve fancy footwork, not throwing. So, most European boys do not grow up knowing how to throw a baseball. However, by age 5 they blow away the typical American kid with their soccer ball tricks. So, I told him he needed to show how it was done. He was impressive, throwing one 85 km/h. (these are soft foam balls, not baseballs) directly through the target. Once I realized they were giving out chocolate to all participants, I decided I would gladly risk public humiliation if choclate was the reward. I got in 2 or 3, so I guess those high school softball days did have a benefit!
Of course, we played the other games to get chocolate as well....a video ski simulator, a timed word game matching up words to a yodel, and an old fashioned "video game" where you lead a probe through a winding path and try not to touch the sides.
Plus, it was another lovely day in the mountains!