I saw a skating rink on the way back to the hotel on Sunday evening, and sure enough, I wanted to skate. It was already close to 10 PM, so I didn’t do it right then, but I was hoping that they will open early enough in the morning. It turned out that they opened at 10 AM, and they had not only the skate rental but also all possible equipment, including socks and gloves :). I didn’t need them, so I just rented the regular skates. When I got on the ice, my first thought was that it was a mistake: since that was not an artificial ice, they didn’t do any resurfacing (although there is some “maintenance schedule”), so the ice was in really bad shape. Also, the skates were not sharp enough, and once again, my initial feeling was that it would be impossible to skate even for 30 minutes. I stayed just for the “check” mark – when else would I have a chance to skate by the 13th-century walls – and I moved very slowly.
Gradually, I started feeling more confident, even in the presence of grade-schoolers who were racing, bumping into the rink fence with full force, and immediately racing back :). I figured out how to manage on these bulky, dull skates and definitely took pleasure in the surroundings.



