I spent the morning with two friends, one of whom was learning to snowboard. We settled into the green runs and I practiced some of the tips I had received yesterday.
Dorky as it sounds, I developed little mantras so that I wouldn't be so scared. Thankfully no one got too close, because I was muttering them under my breath like a crazy person. Read More
On the drive up to Taos, I told Chase my plan to hang out in the lodge the whole weekend instead of skiing. This trip terrified me; how did people find skiing fun? I had good reason to be afraid. On a middle school "ski" trip, my biggest accomplishment was making a snow angel and then downing hot chocolate. Two years ago, I was invited to ski with some friends, and got injured early on the first day. I spent New Years Eve in the emergency room. I had barely even made it down a run in the Midwest, so how was I going to survive a western mountain?! Read More
Peculiar things, these opportunities. Sometimes they fall out of the sky and slap you in the face, begging you to notice them. On the other side of the spectrum, they ask you get off your lazy butt and create them from scratch. I'll be traveling quite a bit over the next six weeks, so I thought I'd fill you in on how each of these opportunities came to fruition. They each fell in very different places along that spectrum. Read More
Okay back to the scary thing that is living alone. I feel wimpy admitting that this scares me because I've lived alone before. At age 19. In a foreign country. With no other American students from back home. THIS should not scare me, but it does. Perhaps it's because--for the past 6 years--I've lived in the good company of either amazing college roommates or family. Or perhaps it's because of my less-than-comforting first night. Let me explain. Read More