Ice Skating
The flat, rounded patch of sleek ice that is the “Ice rink” offers a somewhat better experience. It is rather full of warmly dressed Midgardians slipping, sliding and weaving about, but the low temperature masks the smells to a tolerable degree, and… well, it is cold, and I have a secret fondness of cold things.
I do not wait for Atlanta to borrow the full gear for the two of us. By observing the “skaters” alone while waiting for our turn at the lending booth, I already have a good idea on how to don the “skate” boots and how to stay upright on the ice. And those are the only concerns that I need to bother myself with, aside from having to don boots which have gone through however many pairs of feet throughout this day alone.
Well, in reality, staying upright on the ice is indeed the easiest thing to do. Trying to move about on a pair of blades on the very, very sleek surface, however….
Worse, Atlanta – who is in full gear but sitting on the sidelines – is aiming her phone’s camera at me.
Worst, she is laughing at me.
But… well… once I master movements….