Collingwood 04
Dec. 31st, 2010 11:24 amWriting this entry in the car as we begin the drive back to Toronto. Hard to believe it's New Year's Eve day already.
The skiing yesterday was fantastic. We got out there early enough that the lifts weren't even going yet, so we were one of the first groups up the hill, and we got first tracks down Tranquility. The first couple of runs were just amazing, with the snow freshly groomed (say it with me, guys: CARVING, UNF UNF UNF) and the sun out. Hell, even Mogul Alley was approaching skiable, which happens exactly never. Whoo, and bombing down that last steep pitch on L-Hill, not even turning the whole way down, feeling that floating feeling in your stomach as you hit the last ridge that makes your skis literally leave the ground and all you can do is pray you'll make it as you go into a tuck and swing around the turn in the trail... yeah, that's what I love.
Later on, the light got a bit flat and the snow started to pile up as it got warmer out. Not my favourite conditions, but I'd rather ski in piled-up snow than on ice, cause ice + Sarah trying to turn = fail so hard. David, Dad and Grandpa went in. Mom and I skied a few more runs and then joined them.
After lunch, I pretended to work on my exchange application (read: wrote maybe three words, %UH), and then Mom, Dad and I went to - wait for it - the gym. Again. We lead such predictable lives in my family, IDEGI. The studio was open! So I just stayed there for two and a half hours, it was amazing.
Dinner was at a place called The Pottery. We've been there once before, I think, when I was really young. It was nice: the food was good (but OMFG there was so much!), and everyone had a good time. Alas, there were no more tales of tree-stealing, but there was Grate Hilaritye when Grandma called Mom a cow... or something.
Full to bursting, we went back to the lodge and instead of doing anything productive, I went and watched some awesomely trashy tv. (Trashy tv is also a staple of Collingwood for me, because we don't have tv at home, so this is the time I get to experience "pop culture".) After being scarred for a good while by Jersey Shore (does Evan get his inspiration from that show? They are all orange!), I settled on watching a Mythbusters marathon with David. OMG the hilarity! I love that show. Great lulz were had by all.
This morning, we packed and checked out. I HAZ A SAD because I cannot find my tam anywhere. D; But hopefully it's just been misplaced somewhere else in our luggage. Grandpa also demonstrated his astounding ability to lose his credit card inside his coat wtf. We are a talented family, I say!
So that was Collingwood for another year. Grandma and Grandpa have apparently ben going there since 1980. I was like o.0 when I heard that. Wow.
Going back to Toronto is my least favourite part of this. It's my first New Year's Eve as a legal adult, and I have no plans so far. I'd really like to go out with people, but I don't think we're all organized enough to do something. Failing that, BFQOTY 2010 is out (I think), and part of me desperately wants to watch that with Michelle... but I don't know if I'm allowed to do that anymore. I might say something inappropriate. Or she might not want to. Or she might have plans. Or any of a thousand other things that all result in it being a bad idea. I guess we'll see.
Anyway. I am terribly excited to get home and clean out my inbox, and post the rest of these entries. Hello, LJ, let's hang out, k? (This is me trying to be optimistic about the fact that returning to Toronto is inevitable. Is it working yet?)
TL;DR: Collingwood (well, most of it) has been wonderful, and I'm so, so happy we got to go this year, because I love spending time with my family up there.
12/31/10 11:24am
The skiing yesterday was fantastic. We got out there early enough that the lifts weren't even going yet, so we were one of the first groups up the hill, and we got first tracks down Tranquility. The first couple of runs were just amazing, with the snow freshly groomed (say it with me, guys: CARVING, UNF UNF UNF) and the sun out. Hell, even Mogul Alley was approaching skiable, which happens exactly never. Whoo, and bombing down that last steep pitch on L-Hill, not even turning the whole way down, feeling that floating feeling in your stomach as you hit the last ridge that makes your skis literally leave the ground and all you can do is pray you'll make it as you go into a tuck and swing around the turn in the trail... yeah, that's what I love.
Later on, the light got a bit flat and the snow started to pile up as it got warmer out. Not my favourite conditions, but I'd rather ski in piled-up snow than on ice, cause ice + Sarah trying to turn = fail so hard. David, Dad and Grandpa went in. Mom and I skied a few more runs and then joined them.
After lunch, I pretended to work on my exchange application (read: wrote maybe three words, %UH), and then Mom, Dad and I went to - wait for it - the gym. Again. We lead such predictable lives in my family, IDEGI. The studio was open! So I just stayed there for two and a half hours, it was amazing.
Dinner was at a place called The Pottery. We've been there once before, I think, when I was really young. It was nice: the food was good (but OMFG there was so much!), and everyone had a good time. Alas, there were no more tales of tree-stealing, but there was Grate Hilaritye when Grandma called Mom a cow... or something.
Full to bursting, we went back to the lodge and instead of doing anything productive, I went and watched some awesomely trashy tv. (Trashy tv is also a staple of Collingwood for me, because we don't have tv at home, so this is the time I get to experience "pop culture".) After being scarred for a good while by Jersey Shore (does Evan get his inspiration from that show? They are all orange!), I settled on watching a Mythbusters marathon with David. OMG the hilarity! I love that show. Great lulz were had by all.
This morning, we packed and checked out. I HAZ A SAD because I cannot find my tam anywhere. D; But hopefully it's just been misplaced somewhere else in our luggage. Grandpa also demonstrated his astounding ability to lose his credit card inside his coat wtf. We are a talented family, I say!
So that was Collingwood for another year. Grandma and Grandpa have apparently ben going there since 1980. I was like o.0 when I heard that. Wow.
Going back to Toronto is my least favourite part of this. It's my first New Year's Eve as a legal adult, and I have no plans so far. I'd really like to go out with people, but I don't think we're all organized enough to do something. Failing that, BFQOTY 2010 is out (I think), and part of me desperately wants to watch that with Michelle... but I don't know if I'm allowed to do that anymore. I might say something inappropriate. Or she might not want to. Or she might have plans. Or any of a thousand other things that all result in it being a bad idea. I guess we'll see.
Anyway. I am terribly excited to get home and clean out my inbox, and post the rest of these entries. Hello, LJ, let's hang out, k? (This is me trying to be optimistic about the fact that returning to Toronto is inevitable. Is it working yet?)
TL;DR: Collingwood (well, most of it) has been wonderful, and I'm so, so happy we got to go this year, because I love spending time with my family up there.
12/31/10 11:24am