I woke up to a comfy 13°C in my van even though it’s in the minus degrees outside. Caught the bus to go skiing again. This day, the funpark opened again and we went through it a couple of times. At some stage Chris freaked out because he couldn’t find his wallet and so we looked for it where he bailed, and I asked at the information if someone has found it, but no luck unfortunately. We had to leave the mountain without finding the wallet. I packed up the car, so Chris could fit in to go for a shopping drive and noticed that in the front cabin, most of the floor had ice on it. When I got to Chris’s place, he told me that his wallet was in his backpack. What a bloody idiot! We drove shopping and tried to get some stuff of the to do list done, but it didn’t work as planned. Had some nice tea at Chris’s place.