By Hagit Galatzer
As people who originated from a hot and sweaty country, we have a soft spot for snow. To us this is a magical white substance, falling gently in light flakes and covering everything in a majestic white blanket. Especially alluring are the mountain tops we see all around us, so we ignore the fact that snow also means bitter cold, and decide to go skiing. Since we ski a lot, at least once or twice every season, every ski trip requires searching and sorting through mountains of gear.