Asher got into a little bit of trouble with one of his skis in Chile so it had to go to the ski doctor. Turns out the ski shop is not far from a pizza place I’ve heard about, it’s supposed to be authentic Swedish pizzas and I’ve been super excited to go visit!
Ah man, it looked so promising but it was such a disappointment. Didn’t taste like Swedish pizza at all. It had no flavors and didn’t have the texture a Swedish pizza is supposed to have. So bummed out. At least I got pizza salad, so that was a plus.
Made it to the ski shop to pick up the skis, it put me back in a good mood again.
Ouch!
I love skis!
