Yesterday we spent the day skiing at Keystone. My MOST EVER favorite ski hill in Colorado. Ever. But here are some of my little tips:
- Watch out for kids. They will cut you off and choose that specific moment to crash. Thus leaving it up to you to avoid the collision or you’ll be hit with a serious pedophilia charge once you land on him/her (can anybody bail me out?)
- It’s ok to be a beginner, I mean you gotta start somewhere right? But if you’re just starting, please don’t use the poles, you’ll only end up hurting yourself – or worse – ME. Those are only good to stab my eyes out!
- If you are a seasoned skier, that’s cool. Keep your hands in front of you, pretend like you’re carrying a case of beer between each poke-turns. You’ll look like a pro and thank me later when you’re on a beer run and already seasoned to the pose.
Today we decided to leave ski bunny area and drove. Did some sight seeing:
After a few hours of white knuckle – teeth clenching – big sweat pouring – ass tightening driving we started to breath. Now, can anybody explain to me why we tend to tighten our butts when driving in a life threatening situation? Does it actually help? And why do we emit a weird odor under extreme stress? Is it supposed to soothe the others around us? Oh come on! Don’t tell me you’ve never noticed the smell of stress or fear?
Let’s move on…
Hard to believe but only a handful of hairs later, we suddenly ended in a different season-zone:
LOOK AT THAT! Blue sky! Nothing but blue sky shinning above! This was so cool. It looked like some giant walked up here, yelled out “FEE FY FO FUM! I will build a sand castle!” And it was like snap, right out of the blizzard we landed here. Oddly enough the map does not say we cross into a different season zone, like a hugemega time zone thinggy, we went from feeling like wishing each other Merry Christmas to screaming out Trick or Treat to drivers going by us.
Right now I’m not sure where we are, somewhere in Utah where restaurants keep the atmosphere at a cumfy-cosy 41 degrees. No, not talking Celcius… Don’t I wish!
Any surprise we’re headed out to California tomorrow? Cheers! And while you’ll be with family and friends for Thanksgiving think of me as I’ll be entering sunny California… Hopefully leaving the blizzards behind me.