It is currently 9:17 p.m. on the west coast, and I am struggling to keep my eyes open to write this. But since today was such an INCREDIBLE day, I’m going to push through it and do some documentation. Here we go!
We woke up this morning at 5:30 a.m. to through on our clothes, pack our bags, and meet downstairs in the lobby by 6 o’clock to leave out. We had a couple of stragglers, so our departure time was closer to 6:45 a.m. Girls, girls, girls…that’s all I have to say about that. While we were making our way up the mountain, we pulled over to look at the killer view and take a few pictures. The only thing that was going through my head the entire time was, “God, you are so big and I am so small.” This was the first of many humbling experiences throughout the day.
We got to Whistler around 8:45 a.m., rented our ski equipment, and then went to wait in line to buy lift tickets. I was waiting in line to buy mine and a lady touched my arm and asked me if I was in line to buy a ticket, and then proceeded to offer me an extra one she had previously bought for only $40. HOLY SMOKES! I just about died. Lift tickets are $93 for adults, so I saved a pretty penny on that purchase. I spent an entire day at Whistler Ski Resort for less than $100. That. Is. Unreal. And once again, I was humbled beyond belief.
Kerri, Christine, and I hit the slopes right after getting our tickets, and hit them hard core for about two hours. My knees were about to give out, so the three of us decided to take a break and grab a bite to eat. We each got slices of pizza at this little pizza place that was so yummy! Christine and I shared a chocolate éclair, which was the perfect ending to a great lunch!
We went back out on the trails for a couple more hours, but I had to take another break because my knees were seriously about to quit functioning all together. I asked a bartender at a pub for two bags of ice, and Christine kept me company while I froze the soreness out of my patellas. Kerri met us at the pub after skiing a little longer and informed us that she was going to try snowboarding. We immediately jumped up and followed her up the mountain, because we COULDN’T miss that!
About 3934593860389723 falls, a near-death experience, and an hour and a half later, we made it back down the mountain. After returning our equipment, we went to a restaurant and…..I had my first legal, intentional beverage! It was called a Blue Hawaiian, and it had pineapple juice, coconut rum, and some other drink that made it turn green! YUMMMMMMY!! Christine and Kerri picked it out for me, and I was very happy with their decision-making skills. Now they can’t knock me out, as previously stated (lets out sigh of relief). And just as my wonderful friend P. Sawyer predicted, I did something crazy today. Who knew she was a prophet? Saweeet!
We met up with the rest of the group at 4:30, ate dinner, and then headed back down to Vancouver. My knees are killing me, my face is wind burned, I probably won’t be able to move tomorrow morning (or all day, for that matter), but I am so pumped to say these words: I have skied down one of the most BEAUTIFUL and PRESTIGOUS mountains in the whole WORLD! It was SO much fun, and I am SO pumped that I had the opportunity to experience that!
Due to the inadequate amount of energy in my body and the early morning we have again tomorrow, I think it’s time to call this one quits. Nighy night!
p.s. Remember that time I have an 8-page paper to write tomorrow in a three hour span? Not. Cool.
blue curacao. it's what made your drink green :)
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