We Made it Out Alive

Colorado #5The boyfriend and I had been talking about going on a ski trip, and my uncle and aunt live in Breckenridge, Colorado, so last weekend we took a little trip there.

We flew into Denver and took a shuttle to downtown Breckenridge, where my uncle picked us up. First things first, he took our oxygen levels. Breckenridge is 9600 feet above sea level, and my uncle’s house is even higher up, so he was very diligent about ensuring that we felt okay and that we stayed on top of the threat of altitude sickness.

Here’s the oxygen reader thing. It tells you your heart rate and oxygen level.

Oxygen Reader

Then we drove to his place and met his furry kids:

Sweet, elderly Reba
Peaches, the youngest, newest, and prettiest
Peaches, the youngest, newest, and prettiest
Needy, greedy, indifferent Blue. He is every ounce a cat.
Needy, greedy, indifferent Blue. He is every ounce a cat.

On our first day, we had some breakfast, and headed to get our lift tickets and equipment. Holy cow, prices were nuts. After we were all settled, we grabbed a shuttle to Peak 9, the peak with the most green runs. It had been almost 10 years since I had skied, and I’ve only skied on a mountain once before, when I was a kid. So I was a little unsure of how this would go.

I felt out of control a lot of the time because I apparently forgot how to slow myself down. I was combo-snow plowing/slaloming , so I should have been able to keep myself slow, but it didn’t work. I don’t know :/, I guess I need to do some lessons first next time. It was beautiful though.

Colorado #1

At one point, we headed to a blue run, and found when we got there, that it was all moguls! The map said nothing of this, so we were just stuck with it. Fortunately, we made it out alive (my tagline for the whole trip).

After skiing our first day, we were soooo tired. My aunt made us a wonderful dinner, and then we crashed in a heap on the couch. My aunt and uncle then graced us with a flute and piano recital! After the lovely music, we all watched Men in Black III (well, my aunt only lasted about 5 minutes…not her thing 🙂 ), and collapsed into bed at 10:30.

The next day, we got brunch in downtown Breckenridge, the life-size snow globe.

(not my photo, I couldn't get any that accurately captured the quaintness)
(not my photo, I couldn’t get any that accurately captured the quaintness)

We ate at a place called Clint’s, which had dinner plate-sized cookies that I was eyeing. My uncle was all, “No, no, if you want a cookie, you go to Mary’s Mountain Cookies, across the street.” So we headed there, and though the cookies there looked lovely, I know me some cookies, and I knew Clint’s were more my style. So they got themselves some of Mary’s, and I headed back to Clint’s for one of these:

aww hellll yeah
aww hellll yeah

We walked around downtown Breck for a little while, looking in the shops, getting a feel for it all. I thought this little crepe stand was pretty darned cute (though I don’t like crepes):

Crepe Stand

Then it was off to more skiing, where I continued to feel totally freaked out and out of control. But, we took the gondola to the slopes this time, which was lovely.

Colorado #4

At the end of the day, we took the 4 o’clock run back to our pick-up spot. The 4 o’clock run is a neat idea. The slopes close at 4 pm, so there’s this one run that starts at the top of the mountain, that you can connect up with at various points, and that runs alllllll the way back to town. So you just take that at the end of the day, rather than catching a shuttle or gondola.

Then we met up with my uncle and aunt, ate dinner at a restaurant in town, and headed back home for another movie. We decided to watch Flight. The night before we were to head home on AN AIRPLANE. Why? Why. Fortunately, our flight home was uneventful.

It was a fun trip, and I’m so glad that I finally got to visit my aunt and uncle in their home and meet their four-legged children.


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