What a Long Strange Trip It's Been

Day One:

So, guys, yesterday were up at 3 am, that's really early, by the way, in case you hadn't noticed. We almost missed our flight due to a burly young team of hockey players (the Everblades) and their ever-blading luggage (sticks! pads! pucks! oh my!). But we had time enough before boarding to take a too hip for school picture of ourselves.




Our in-flight entertainment included eavesdropping on three lovely ladies from, we're guessing, Marin County. First on the convo agenda, new samples of a botox-like substance. They don't know what it is, but that won't stop them from using it. We were also privileged to hear some horoscopes! Apparently, a "recruiting theme" in this lady's life was good fortune. Finally, fitness! Alpha Marin Lady's husband has found a great new work out tool, the Cow Bell! Apparently a recruiting theme in this woman's life is not knowing what she's talking about. These darling women were, of course, headed to Park City. We were hoping the would at least be fashionable Marin ladies, but, alas, we caught site of truly heinous be-sequined tan camo jeans. HEIN!

We're here, it's AWESOME. No stars yet, but tons of snow, which, as most of you know, I've freakishly never seen. Christina and I are ambitiously planning to see eighteen movies while we are here. Sleep? Who needs it? Check us decked out in our schmancy swag!

P.S. I haven't fallen YET, but we're all on pins and needles waiting for me to biff it.
P.P.S. We get to use a radio, probably, which means we will be learning all sorts of schmancy lingo. OK, over and out!!