Slopeside Shenanigans: The Last Days of Ski Trip ’09

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After a week of skiing and silliness – in equal doses – I find myself in bed, recovering from repetitive strain injuries to my upper chest and hip that have added to my vocabulary such snazzy new words as “sacroiliac” and “piriformis.” Trust me; you’d rather not have a reason to know these words. I also have a 700-page book to read in about a week. Looks to be an exciting vacation, eh?

So let’s recap the last few days of Vail’s wildness, shall we? Let’s.

“Recovery Day” preceded condo pre-parties around our lodging and a “Wiggin’ Out” birthday party night, where I happily debuted my pink afro wig, in addition to lending out my wig collection to a number of my Kellogg comrades. (Speaking of wigs: News flash! Sean is on a mission to replenish and build my wig collection when he drops by Beijing next month. I am exuberant at the prospect of a flurry of new fake hair!!!).

The following day, you could tell people were beginning to lose steam as the day’s start time was pushed farther and farther back. I had a great time skiing with a new crew and pushing myself on some more challenging blues. I’ve come a looooong way from my faceplant into the ice at Sunday River circa 1996! After an apres featuring an incredible sunset, I dined with my KWEST Mystery friends at Wildflower, one of Vail’s top restaurants, for dinner. I must admit that while the conversation and company stimulated, the food underwhelmed. After dinner, at the bar crawl in Vail Village, I experienced the first twinges of my back/hip injury and called it an early night. The next day – the grand finale – saw me hitting my first black diamond, which I completed fully upright! I am the bidnezz, that’s right!

The week-long celebration concluded with a huge celebrity-themed bash. My creative condomates and I dressed up as the Muppets (I, of course, was Animal):

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DJ Skribble helmed the shindig. As an electronic music enthusiast, I was a bit hesitant when I heard Skribble would be manning the decks. His moment of glory was most likely when he rocked the MTV masses at MTV Spring Break in the 1990s. Also, the Kellogg crowd isn’t necessarily the most house-crazy group of people; I was concerned that he might lose the crowd if he tried to get more Jersey Shore than recognizable party beats. But I have to hand it to him: He built a perfect set for the crowd, starting with a bunch of crowd-pleasing pop hits then moving through pop-house then old school hip hop and finally wrapping up with big room vocal house. I didn’t stay to the end (I had a call with a company at 8AM the next morning) but it was a fabulous night of music and mayhem. It is also where I danced my butt off through the pain in my hip and probably ended up in my current state as a result.

Overall, I was pleasantly surprised by how naturally all fell into place on ski trip (this statement would most likely be strongly refuted by the hard-working members of the Ski Trip Committee). I came out of finals just wanting some R&R and must admit I was skeptical of more raucousness. But it was a blast, just the perfect amalgam of fun and freedom, rest and rabble-rousing. I, for one, can’t wait for next year.

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[09.12.16] Last Days of Ski Trip

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