Last Christmas one of my cousins asked: “ Who is joining our family on a ski trip? ” “ That would be me! ”, I replied. After confirming I wasn’t joking around we made arrangements. “ We always go to Alta Badia, in the northern part of Italy,” my uncle explained. “ It is a beautiful area and we get along well with the owner of our pension.” I’ve always said I would go on a ski trip one day, yet it was never a priority for me. Now this opportunity presented itself and I decided to take it. Our group counts eight people: my uncle and aunt, their three children, two partners and myself. It’s about a ten hour drive from Den Bosch to the town of San Cassiano, the town where we are staying. Anna, Vera (two cousins) and Callum (Vera’s boyfriend) join me in my car. Plenty of time to catch up and to get to know Callum better. A couple of conversations, a podcast, some music and sandwiches later, we arrive at our destination where the rest of our group is awaiting us....