The snow crunched beneath my feet as I walked onto the chairlift the wind howled and I shivered as the snow went down my back, the lift shuddered to life and started climbing up the face of the mountain, near the top I started strapping the Burton snowboard to my feet I turned to the right of me and saw two Swedish skiers who must have been on vacation it was odd because Sweden has a lot of snow so I asked them if they spoke English and they either couldn't hear me or didn't understand me and sat in silence I asked them again in Swedish, “de är spioner”
They replied in a heavy accent “very little english we speak” I nodded to show them I understood. we made it to the top of the lift and got off I looked at the skiers and waved for them to go
They replied in a heavy accent “very little english we speak” I nodded to show them I understood. we made it to the top of the lift and got off I looked at the skiers and waved for them to go