Skiing, Split pants and Hot Springs
Trip Start
Feb 26, 2008
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Trip End
Mar 13, 2008
Ok, I guess you're wondering by the title about the split pants, so I better get to that first. Those who know me (and love me) will understand how when I saw a pristine patch of snow, I just had to dive into it and then start doing snow angels. You know how they go, lay flat on your back and do like jumping jacks, spreading your legs in and out and your arms up and down. Well here I am lying flat on my back and fling my legs out, only to hear an almighty rip. Bugger bum, there goes the ski pants and I still have a few days of skiing left. The tear was huge and very noticeable. Oh well I just have to have the attitude that I am not going to see these people again but will probably give them something to talk about when they see the Aussie with her butt hanging out. Oi Oi Oi.
Another sunny day in our winter paradise so we decide to jump on the shuttle bus and head to Downtown and go to Winona's for breakfast. This place is very popular and after giving the waitress your name, you then have to wait outside until your name is called. Not so bad on a sunny 1degree day but would be a bit painful on a typical winters day.
We only need to wait about 15 minutes until our name is called and when we enter the warm restaurant, we are shown to our table and handed the most complex breakfast menu I have ever seen.
It is typical Southern American and has all sorts of things to go with your breaky, such as grits & fried potoatoes. We wonder what grits are and our bubbly waitress tries to warn us off them. She then comes out with a sample bowl so we will know what they are and taste like. That was a nice touch. Grits are a cornmeal mush, not to our taste but at least we tried them and now know.
Andrew orders an omlette and I have the eggs benedict. Very filling.
After breaky we had about 20 minutes to spare before our shuttle bus arrived, so we hit the shops. I found a antique type shop and came up with a great find for my new country kitchen. It is a preserving jar, with the name Kerr embossed onto it. That's my maiden name, so I had to have it and I know it will look great on the shelf with my other country type treasures. Now I just have to fit it in the suitcase.
We get back to the apartment and suited up for a great day of skiing. We hit the slopes and ski all day. We head back exhausted but know that at 6pm we will be going to the hot springs. These are a series of pools all outside in the snow, each pool with varying tempretures. When you go after dark, no children are allowed and bathers are optional. There aren't any lights at these hot springs and you just need a torch to find your way around but watch where you shine it.
We head up on the bus and I threw my bathers in just in case I chickened out. I asked Drew if he wanted to take his bathers and he said "no, it will be dark and we wont need them". Famous last words. We get there and today is the first day of daylight savings, so guess what? It didn't get dark for the first hour and half we were there. Thank God I had my bathers and Drew looked charming in his bright red jocks.
The hot springs were amazing but getting out in minus 5 degrees wasn't so appealing. There was one heated log cabin where you could get dressed, so when the time came it was a sprint up to the cabin. The other choice was a teepee that was not heated, we gave that a miss. Our clothes were freezing from being outside whilst we were in the hot springs.
We have done so many wonderful things on this holiday and as our time is winding down, we are going to be sad to go home but glad that we have great memories.
One thing though, if one more person asks what part of England we are from I am going to scream. I am not kidding. Andrew and I have a deal that we have to throw at least 10 "Crickey's" into our sentences per day, and few G'days.
Another sunny day in our winter paradise so we decide to jump on the shuttle bus and head to Downtown and go to Winona's for breakfast. This place is very popular and after giving the waitress your name, you then have to wait outside until your name is called. Not so bad on a sunny 1degree day but would be a bit painful on a typical winters day.
We only need to wait about 15 minutes until our name is called and when we enter the warm restaurant, we are shown to our table and handed the most complex breakfast menu I have ever seen.
It is typical Southern American and has all sorts of things to go with your breaky, such as grits & fried potoatoes. We wonder what grits are and our bubbly waitress tries to warn us off them. She then comes out with a sample bowl so we will know what they are and taste like. That was a nice touch. Grits are a cornmeal mush, not to our taste but at least we tried them and now know.
Andrew orders an omlette and I have the eggs benedict. Very filling.
After breaky we had about 20 minutes to spare before our shuttle bus arrived, so we hit the shops. I found a antique type shop and came up with a great find for my new country kitchen. It is a preserving jar, with the name Kerr embossed onto it. That's my maiden name, so I had to have it and I know it will look great on the shelf with my other country type treasures. Now I just have to fit it in the suitcase.
We get back to the apartment and suited up for a great day of skiing. We hit the slopes and ski all day. We head back exhausted but know that at 6pm we will be going to the hot springs. These are a series of pools all outside in the snow, each pool with varying tempretures. When you go after dark, no children are allowed and bathers are optional. There aren't any lights at these hot springs and you just need a torch to find your way around but watch where you shine it.
We head up on the bus and I threw my bathers in just in case I chickened out. I asked Drew if he wanted to take his bathers and he said "no, it will be dark and we wont need them". Famous last words. We get there and today is the first day of daylight savings, so guess what? It didn't get dark for the first hour and half we were there. Thank God I had my bathers and Drew looked charming in his bright red jocks.
The hot springs were amazing but getting out in minus 5 degrees wasn't so appealing. There was one heated log cabin where you could get dressed, so when the time came it was a sprint up to the cabin. The other choice was a teepee that was not heated, we gave that a miss. Our clothes were freezing from being outside whilst we were in the hot springs.
We have done so many wonderful things on this holiday and as our time is winding down, we are going to be sad to go home but glad that we have great memories.
One thing though, if one more person asks what part of England we are from I am going to scream. I am not kidding. Andrew and I have a deal that we have to throw at least 10 "Crickey's" into our sentences per day, and few G'days.


Comments
Hilarious!
The split pants is so funny but the actual vision I had of you doing snow angels had me weeing myself-not comfortable seeing how I am at work!
Just recovered from that only to see Drews face in my mind when he realised it was daylight savings........actually never picked you for a skinny dipper! Sly foxes you guys are!
Ya gotta luv the yanks, we got mistaken for Poms and believe it or not Canadians!!!!!!!Which is sort of funny cus my mum is Canadian. Most of the yanks nice people but very ignorant when it come to other countries. Still we are prolly just as ignorant with some things as well. Glad you guys are having so much fun, The US is amazing but thru your eyes it makes me want to go back - tomorrow!
Luv yas take care Shell