All Skiied Out

My former roommates would scoff at the title of this one! But it's true. The next time I knock the snow of my boots and 'click in' may be three seasons from now. Funny thing, the opening day of Deer Valley is my last day of the season. It was a good farewell though. I went to Brighton after they received 11 inches and Deer Valley got at least that much the next day. My quads are tight and my knees are talking to me, it was a good season.

My time here is short. I leave the mainland in 10 days, 15 hours, 47 minutes and 33 seconds... 32 seconds... 31 se- okay but who's really counting right? My parents and I are going to Vegas next week. I'm going to try to fund a month on the French Riviera at the roulette table, my dad will be feeding slot machines while my mom stands off to the side saying, "Okay that's enough, wasn't that fun. You don't need to spend anymore." We will though. We'll play until we win, and if we don't win we'll think of how to get it back. That's Vegas though right?

My backpack came last week. I sold my Lowe Alpine I'd taken to Central America, Barbados and camping in Wyoming. I wanted something smaller, something that was carry-on legal. What I got was just that... SMALL! I'm not disappointed at all though. I knew that I'd pack a large backpack until it was full, whether I needed all the stuff or not. So this will be a new challenge. I anticipate being really good at hand washing clothes by the end of the trip! I'm also planning on buying and giving away clothes as I go. It'll be nice to support the local economy and maybe I'll blend in more if I'm wearing local garb. Blending in is fun. I like to blend.

So that's that. Just a few days left before go-time. Good things.