Just managed to get about half an hour free from the stresses of skiing and drinking, so thought I would indulge myself with some internet time (the withdrawals have been horrific).
Leaving on Tuesday, I got to the airport mostly intact, though it was inevitable I would forget something, I always do. This time it was my camera. BUT, it's not as bad as it seems - I'm meeting the family in Europe very soon so hopefully they will bring it for me. But it seems that Aspen will be limited to shots that Alec deems suitable - that's not altogether a bad thing, he did ban the upskirt shots from the 60th birthday.
The flight was as appalling as could be - note to everyone, "don't get excited about United". Shitty small seats, no movie screens to speak off and not even young hot stewardesses (it seems that seniority rules in the LA-Sydney trip - YUCK!). But 14 hours to LA, 2.5 to Denver and 30mins to Aspen wasn't too bad (contrasted to the rest of Alec's family who had a fire over the Pacific, landed in Western Samoa to a drunken police chief who banned their departure, 9 hours on the tarmac and basically 30 hours late for Aspen. Shit eh.
First night out, Alec and I got ourselves settled and headed to the nearest pub for a beer. Turns out, unbeknownst to us, it's the Aspen equivalent of the Sheaf and numerous familiar, friendly (and hammered) faces began to appear. What was supposed to be a quiet dinner turned into a solid night out, ending at about 2 when all the bars closed up shop. Shuffleboard, Buck Hunter and more than a few beers made for a great debut.
And that night out resulted in a sleep-in til 1pm the next day. Still unsure of where Alec's parents were (no phone coverage for them), we bought the necessary ski-gear and headed up for a cheeky lone run to get the ski legs back in. Aspen is awesome - although coming off the depths of Japanese snow makes drawing comparisons trés hard, the blue skies are picture-perfect. And knowing that Europe (the next port of call) hasn't had any snow to speak of, I'm making the most of it.
Day Three was solid. Powering around the main mountain all day, we met up with some of Alec's family friends for a guided tour. This made for a great learning curve, particularly because they'd been skiing for a couple of weeks already and were taking us down some ridiculous shit. Let's just say double black bumps bigger than me on some seriously steep slopes. Both of us were forced to find form (debatable!) quick smart.
Day Four (today) was awesome. Managed to meet up with some mates and their guide for a local's guide to one of the mountains (Snowmass). A solid morning, I'm still waiting for Tom Nolasco to stomp his backflip and then teach me the heli I've promised myself by the end of Aspen (now I'm screwed, I've made it public). This was followed by a move to Highlands and more skiing with family friends. Last run of the day, we found this mogul run under a lift, but that still had a shitload of snow on it. Favourite run of the day by far - shout out to Immy for the tip!
But time is running out for the internet cafe, so I'll end the stories here. I'll do my BEST for photos!!
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
The Silly Season
It seems this post is a little late, but I thought that seeing as I'm heading overseas very shortly I should dust off the blog like times of old.
Having finished exams in early November, I've finally put five years of university behind me. Exam results locked in and its on to bigger and better things. That involves working at advertising agency The Topia Project as a creative - simply the most fun you can get paid to have. But that is all generalities...
This Christmas has been fantastic. With the knowledge of impending employment slavery, I think it has spurred me to play much harder. Backing up every night (bar one - conveniently the day Paris Hilton was drinking at the local) for seven nights was certainly a record for me. But so many good times and better photos have obviously made it worth it.
This year I took on the responsibility of the New Years gathering - which definitely did not pan out how I expected. A fair amount of preparation led to a fantastic night; a lot of people from all different groups meant that everyone could meet new people. By 1am, the night was getting pretty heavy, but everyone was still having a ball. Unfortunately, conservative neighbours made a call to local PD and the volume was turned down (who makes a call like that on NYE!?) But the night kept on for at least a couple of hours while people struggled to evacuate the east - quite an experience but a rad night nonetheless.
The next morning was pretty painful - up at 8:30 to get the cleaning done, the hangover was certainly making its presence felt. Other than that, it's been pretty quiet. Couple of nights out, including taking a family friend from London (cheers Tommy) to Vegas and oggling the subaquatic dancers. Also back at work for this week before I leave next Tuesday - a shocking call, it was ridiculously hard to go back after 3 weeks of shutdown; how on earth am I going to go back after 2 months?!?
I know I'm a little rusty, and this is being done late at night and in bed, but I need to get back into it for my trip. There should be many more to come soon enough...
Having finished exams in early November, I've finally put five years of university behind me. Exam results locked in and its on to bigger and better things. That involves working at advertising agency The Topia Project as a creative - simply the most fun you can get paid to have. But that is all generalities...
This Christmas has been fantastic. With the knowledge of impending employment slavery, I think it has spurred me to play much harder. Backing up every night (bar one - conveniently the day Paris Hilton was drinking at the local) for seven nights was certainly a record for me. But so many good times and better photos have obviously made it worth it.
This year I took on the responsibility of the New Years gathering - which definitely did not pan out how I expected. A fair amount of preparation led to a fantastic night; a lot of people from all different groups meant that everyone could meet new people. By 1am, the night was getting pretty heavy, but everyone was still having a ball. Unfortunately, conservative neighbours made a call to local PD and the volume was turned down (who makes a call like that on NYE!?) But the night kept on for at least a couple of hours while people struggled to evacuate the east - quite an experience but a rad night nonetheless.
The next morning was pretty painful - up at 8:30 to get the cleaning done, the hangover was certainly making its presence felt. Other than that, it's been pretty quiet. Couple of nights out, including taking a family friend from London (cheers Tommy) to Vegas and oggling the subaquatic dancers. Also back at work for this week before I leave next Tuesday - a shocking call, it was ridiculously hard to go back after 3 weeks of shutdown; how on earth am I going to go back after 2 months?!?
I know I'm a little rusty, and this is being done late at night and in bed, but I need to get back into it for my trip. There should be many more to come soon enough...
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