You may have heard me complain about the attempted western ski trip the kids and I took.
It was probably the most expensive, least skiing ski trip ever. It started with my illness, seeming like a severe cold, about a week before the trip. Then we had to fly, and that’s never great with a cold. The first day, the boys were fine and went to ski school, then the blizzard set in and closed the lifts early, so we didn’t get to ski together in the afternoon. But starting on day 2, we were trading illness, and at least one of us was sick the next 3 days.
Interesting highlights were Jamie’s projectile vomiting from the ski lift onto the terrain park, and Tristan’s miraculous recovery from a collision with an out-of-control Pakistani who was only saved from me slugging him in the mouth by the propitious arrival of the ski patroller who took over for me in yelling at the guy.
Life lessons: make sure the condo has a pool and hot tub and HBO for daytime movies (that was our saving grace!), bring at least one extra adult so that if one goes down, it’s not all for one and one for all, and don’t prepay for everything 5 months before because you may not get to use those “discounted” lift passes. Also, never rent a Jeep Liberty because if you can’t get the power windows to work and it’s snowing and 5 degrees, you may regret it!
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