The place I was ice skating was in Salzburg. If you remember my last post said I was going there. When I went the first time in Salzburg, I kept slipping and slipping and slipping and falling and falling and falling. My gramma said I looked like a windmill because I was waving my arms a lot. But the second time I was great--I WAS A CHAMPION. I hardly even fell at all and I wasn't slipping either. After I needed to stop, I wanted to stay and do more instead of going to the Mozart museum. I would like to go again sometime. If you know of someplace in Italy, would you please tell me because I would like to go there.
Here's a picture of me skating.
Also, I did a lot of other stuff. I took a cable car up to the top of Der Untersberg, a mountain which was really high and I was really scared in the cable car. But when I was at the top I felt safer because I knew I wouldn't fall down. And also I got to climb all the way to the top and I slid on my belly several times like a penguin. Here's a picture of me on the mountain.
I will tell you more about Salzburg on the next post. That's a promise!
Here's a picture of me and my papa.