We came back home from our Christmas/New Years Holiday in Austria. First part we spent with my family in Vienna, where we had a fun time meeting the whole bunch. Lots of great food and nice people, did some shopping, too. Second part was planned to be spent in Bad Gastein skiing.
Well, we spent the second part in Bad Gastein, but just 1/3 of us actually went skiing nearly all days. I managed to injure myself straight away the first day in our first trip, which lead to us going to the Hospital in Schwarzach, taking x-rays, getting a bandage and crutches and the advise to check my knee out better when we are back home in Iceland. So I prepared myself for a quiet time, watching a lot of TV whilst Ingólfur and Hjördís were on the slopes. But things never turn out the way you expect and just the day after my accident Hjördís broke her right arm. Luckily she's lefthanded, so it wasn't that bad. So we orderer a taxi and went back to the hospital, where they made x-rays of Hjördís head (thanks to her helmet no damage there) and hand, she got plaster on the hand and then we went to the pharmacy and got the prescribed meds for her. Luckily we already had orderer a table for that evening as it was New Year's Eve and no way to get a free table without ordering. 
For us it was the first time we actually had to use the travelinsurance provided by Mastercard. They did a great job, checking daily on us, rebooking my flight with 2 seats for me and my knee, even arranging a transport from the hotel to the airport and so on. We made the best of the last days on our holiday, me and Hjördís went for walks whilst Ingólfur was skiing. 
Yesterday it was time to go back home and the transport was scheduled the way we'd be at the airport with good time to look around and do some shopping. Unfortunately it had started snowing heavily and a lot of roads were closed due to avalanche risk and everybody was trying to get back home that day. Our driver tried his best to drive not so much used roads and get away from the motorway and traffic jams. In the end I was already quite stressed about not being able to check in at all as there were barely 45 minutes left when we finally arrived at the airport. The counter was still open and a stressed family from Iceland trying to check in when we arrived. Our driver had to "pass us over" to the check in assistant but the family wouldn't let him do his job, started taking pics of us and just behaved really embarassing. In the end the lady at the counter had to rise from her seat and more or less shout at them. We of course let them check in before us and then went to the security line, where we were stopped because the ham in my suitcase looked like explosives in the scan (so if you travel with bacon or ham in your handluggage, be prepared to open it as it has the same colour in the x-ray as plasticexplosives) and I was checked for explosives, too.  Think we just managed to get onto the bus to the plane. I was soooo relieved when I sat in my seat and was finally able to tell my family in Vienna that we managed to get the flight.
The drive back north was peanuts after that!