Also a great part of this trip was being able to stay at Paul T.'s place, although some found the temperature at his place bit nippy (60 F). This poor lad below was too cold to get out of his blankets to turn off the lights.
Later, the same individual discovered that he was sleeping directly adjacent to a cold air vent, so this is where he migrated to by the morning: the entrance of the bathroom (see feet below).
Despite the arctic temperatures both indoor and out, we all had a great time. At least those of us with face masks or jackets with hoods. Here's Minho, Gids, and me.
The most miserable part of snowboarding: constantly unbinding and rebinding.
The boys with boards.
And sorry, I'm stickin to skis.
Halftime.
The one problem with the turbolift is that at 20 mph with complete exposure, you tend to lose feeling in your face rather quickly.
Danny catching some air on the terrain park/obstacle course.
Minho also catching some sick air.
Sick as in weak and frail.
The next time, he tried to go a bit higher and also to ride a rail. Result: faceplant.
Looks tough though. After going to ski patrol, the medic told him to just put a cold compress on it. Cold compress? -- the medic went outside, took a handfull of snow and put it in a plastic baggy.
After a long day of braving the elements and overpriced microwavable cafeteria food, we hit up a thai place for a warm, healthyish dinner.
Finally, caught a great service this morning with PT. I love seeing what kids do during prayers. Also, prayer is the only time I could stand up and lift my camera above everyone's heads.
Tomorrow: Florida Baby!!!
LOL, i was reading this while on the phone with chase customer service. I bursted out in laughter and had to apologize to the person. awesome blog.
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