Back from Whistler

I went to Whistler for the annual IUGA ski trip. It was a blast. I made some friends, drank too much, got beat up on the slopes, and broke in my new board. I am amazed that I can have like 9 drinks in a couple hours and be almost completely sober. I swear, in touristy Canada they have perfected watering down their drinks.



I can't say the trip was overly eventful. I mean sure there was random strangers, drunken debauchery, and having our bus get sideswiped by a stupid minivan in Canada (we had to wait for the mounties lol)

Trips like this are generally stressful for me, but this one ended up fairly well. I decided that I would just do what I wanted and not get caught up in trying to tag along with anyone's specific plans. I still suck at snowboarding so breaking off from the group was exactly what I needed. No pressure, and some time for some peaceful self reflection of sorts. The mountains are beautiful and pushing myself physically is a rush.

I really need to get in better shape. Boarding killed me, and I think my difficulty is maybe 75% fitness. By the end of the day I was more confident and was getting better, but not till after some decent crashes, bumps and bruises. It's all good though.

I feel like there are big thoughts going on for me now, but it is hard to verbalize. Maybe it is just that I always get this way after trips. It is an escape from your normal day to day, and they are usually accompanied by some sort of marked exit from, and entry back into your life. Riding the bus for 5 or so hours back from Canada gives you plenty of time to sit and look at your life as something external, something you are for some reason now able to look at from the outside. I do the same thing flying back from Michigan, or wherever I am visiting.

It is also a very nice feeling when you have friends you can call on, even if it is for a ride home after a long weekend.

Either way it seems like my life is changing at an accelerated rate, and it feels like finally I am in a position to take advantage of the opportunity.

And so now for a random quote that I hope someone will get: back to life, back to reality