Denver Ski Trip - Day One
Well, I've come to the conclusion that Josh will never post his pics (I'm a wonderfully patient person, aren't I?) so anyway, on with the recaps. You'll just have to imagine some of the places we were at...(this is me asssuming that you're even remotely interested...)
Anyway, including Max and me, we were a 10 person ski party, this weekend. The rest of the cast is as follows:
Julia and Reggie
Courtney and Josh
Amol and Annie
AD and Benjamin (who are not a couple, but just naturally got grouped together as a couple in my head)
So...first off, we left Friday afternoon, St. Patrick's Day. Friday started off a completely asshole of a day, and I encountered all sorts of obstacles in the morning, but luckily, since it's now Wednesday, I can't recall any of them. I think I tripped, and forgot things while I was packing, and couldn't find stuff, but whatever. All I remember is that I had a shitty morning. Finally at around 1:30, I pulled myself together, dropped Pig off with Thode, and headed to the mall. I had some time to kill before I was supposed to meet up with the rest of the group, so I darted, embarassingly, into a FOREVER 21 store to buy some cheapy big sunglasses. And to try on a bunch of tops that were way too small and young looking for me. I know the point of the name of the store is to make me feel like I can dress FOREVER 21, but really, I'm 27 (turning 28 next month), and I just can't pull that shit off any more.
Anyway, I made it to Amol's house by 4:05. The plan was to catch the free shuttle from a nearby hotel to LAX, which should have worked perfectly. Except like all scams (realistically, the hotel shuttle is for hotel guests, not for people who live near the hotel), eventually you get caught, and we got caught on our first try. Since we were still waiting for AD, we had to explain to the shuttle driver that our friend was coming, and since he was coming not from inside the hotel but across the street by Amol's apartment where he had parked his car, the hotel people got hip to the fact that we probably had not stayed at their hotel. The manager came in the shuttle and asked us which room we stayed in and we pretty much all sucked at lying. I opted for just staring at him blankly, hoping to pull of the Foreign Girl Who Doesn't Speak English look. Amol stammered repeatedly "Man, I don't remember, I was SO DRUNK all weekend..." (which made no sense since this was Friday) and finally Josh just said, "Room 263. Right guys?"
Unfortunately, there was no Room 263 in the hotel.
Luckily, the driver and manager were cool enough, and said that we all had to pay $5 for the ride, which was fine. AD finally showed up and graciously paid for everyone's fee, mainly to shut us up since it was all sort of his fault and we were on our way.
Here we are, waiting for AD, minutes before we got caught being Free Hotel Shuttle Scammers.
We made it to the airport with a good hour to spare, so we headed over to the Chili's in the airport. Since it was St. Patrick's day, most of us got margaritas. AD got talked into some fancy margarita that came in a sippy cup and a martini glass.
It was soon time to board and honestly, if I wasn't part of this group, I probably would have hated us. We sat as follows:
Row 15 - Julia and Reggie and some Random Guy who moved to a nearby empty seat once the plane started.
Row 16 - Me, Benjamin, and AD
Row 17 - Josh, Courtney and Amol
And...we were loud. And chatty. And laughing. A lot. You put a bunch of friends together, throw in some margaritas, and silliness ensues. Julia kept leaning back pointing out ridiculous items that you could buy from Sky Mall. Benjamin yelled out something about the meaning of "chortle" being "when you choke on the choad!" and after the plane kept driving around for awhile without taking off, someone started with "Complimentary Drinks! Complimentary Drinks! Complimentary Drinks!"
Normally, flights are fairly uneventful but this one certainly was not. On top of the experience of flying with 7 of my friends, there was also an "incident" that required the plane to drive back to the gate, and for security officers to board and then escort a passenger OFF the plane. Exciting. I actually recognized the guy who got taken off the plane from another flight I took to Denver - he was hardly inconspicious. Greasy chin length air, sunglasses, FULL LENGTH LEATHER JACKET, snake skin boots - the guy reeked of cologne, and small time drug dealer. We speculated that surely he'd been caught with drugs, or was jumping bail, or something illegal. Turns out...he had basically offended a stewardess, and then did not comply with flying regulations.
I found out when she came around with the drink cart. I asked her what had happened, and she leaned super close to me, and said, "He said he had a machine gun." Wow. I guess she wanted him to put his jacket away and he made some smart ass remark about having a gun and then she decided that was that. He had "messed with the wrong girl from Texas."
So "messing with the wrong girl from Texas" caused our flight to be delayed by about 45 minutes. Luckily, Annie's flight (she was coming from Salt Lake City) had also been delayed, so everyone was delayed all together. Annie and Amol got the rental van, and after eating at the Burger King in the airport, we spent about 25 minutes figuring out how to fit our 85 pieces of luggage into Max's Cougar and van, and then we were on our way to Vail. It was around 11:30 p.m. when we left, and we finally got there at about 2:00 a.m., stopping only once to stock up on water, hostess cupcakes, and combos. A very healthy eating weekend.
Max had booked an awesome place for us - a two bedroom, two bathroom condo/apartment. It was adorable and was decorated in a very lodgy/Northern Exposure style, with snow shoes and pictures of Eskimos hanging on the wall. We drew for the sleeping spaces - one bedroom had a double bed, the other had two single beds, and the couch in the living room turned out to be a pull out bed. Julia and Reggie brought aerobeds so we all slept pretty comfortably, except for AD who had to take the floor. Max and I got the one of the single beds and we fit surprisingly well. Either that, or I was too tired to notice.
I think everyone was in bed by around 3:00 a.m., which was good, because we had to get up at around 7:00 a.m. the next morning, to go skiing!
Anyway, including Max and me, we were a 10 person ski party, this weekend. The rest of the cast is as follows:
Julia and Reggie
Courtney and Josh
Amol and Annie
AD and Benjamin (who are not a couple, but just naturally got grouped together as a couple in my head)
So...first off, we left Friday afternoon, St. Patrick's Day. Friday started off a completely asshole of a day, and I encountered all sorts of obstacles in the morning, but luckily, since it's now Wednesday, I can't recall any of them. I think I tripped, and forgot things while I was packing, and couldn't find stuff, but whatever. All I remember is that I had a shitty morning. Finally at around 1:30, I pulled myself together, dropped Pig off with Thode, and headed to the mall. I had some time to kill before I was supposed to meet up with the rest of the group, so I darted, embarassingly, into a FOREVER 21 store to buy some cheapy big sunglasses. And to try on a bunch of tops that were way too small and young looking for me. I know the point of the name of the store is to make me feel like I can dress FOREVER 21, but really, I'm 27 (turning 28 next month), and I just can't pull that shit off any more.
Anyway, I made it to Amol's house by 4:05. The plan was to catch the free shuttle from a nearby hotel to LAX, which should have worked perfectly. Except like all scams (realistically, the hotel shuttle is for hotel guests, not for people who live near the hotel), eventually you get caught, and we got caught on our first try. Since we were still waiting for AD, we had to explain to the shuttle driver that our friend was coming, and since he was coming not from inside the hotel but across the street by Amol's apartment where he had parked his car, the hotel people got hip to the fact that we probably had not stayed at their hotel. The manager came in the shuttle and asked us which room we stayed in and we pretty much all sucked at lying. I opted for just staring at him blankly, hoping to pull of the Foreign Girl Who Doesn't Speak English look. Amol stammered repeatedly "Man, I don't remember, I was SO DRUNK all weekend..." (which made no sense since this was Friday) and finally Josh just said, "Room 263. Right guys?"
Unfortunately, there was no Room 263 in the hotel.
Luckily, the driver and manager were cool enough, and said that we all had to pay $5 for the ride, which was fine. AD finally showed up and graciously paid for everyone's fee, mainly to shut us up since it was all sort of his fault and we were on our way.
Here we are, waiting for AD, minutes before we got caught being Free Hotel Shuttle Scammers.
We made it to the airport with a good hour to spare, so we headed over to the Chili's in the airport. Since it was St. Patrick's day, most of us got margaritas. AD got talked into some fancy margarita that came in a sippy cup and a martini glass.
It was soon time to board and honestly, if I wasn't part of this group, I probably would have hated us. We sat as follows:
Row 15 - Julia and Reggie and some Random Guy who moved to a nearby empty seat once the plane started.
Row 16 - Me, Benjamin, and AD
Row 17 - Josh, Courtney and Amol
And...we were loud. And chatty. And laughing. A lot. You put a bunch of friends together, throw in some margaritas, and silliness ensues. Julia kept leaning back pointing out ridiculous items that you could buy from Sky Mall. Benjamin yelled out something about the meaning of "chortle" being "when you choke on the choad!" and after the plane kept driving around for awhile without taking off, someone started with "Complimentary Drinks! Complimentary Drinks! Complimentary Drinks!"
Normally, flights are fairly uneventful but this one certainly was not. On top of the experience of flying with 7 of my friends, there was also an "incident" that required the plane to drive back to the gate, and for security officers to board and then escort a passenger OFF the plane. Exciting. I actually recognized the guy who got taken off the plane from another flight I took to Denver - he was hardly inconspicious. Greasy chin length air, sunglasses, FULL LENGTH LEATHER JACKET, snake skin boots - the guy reeked of cologne, and small time drug dealer. We speculated that surely he'd been caught with drugs, or was jumping bail, or something illegal. Turns out...he had basically offended a stewardess, and then did not comply with flying regulations.
I found out when she came around with the drink cart. I asked her what had happened, and she leaned super close to me, and said, "He said he had a machine gun." Wow. I guess she wanted him to put his jacket away and he made some smart ass remark about having a gun and then she decided that was that. He had "messed with the wrong girl from Texas."
So "messing with the wrong girl from Texas" caused our flight to be delayed by about 45 minutes. Luckily, Annie's flight (she was coming from Salt Lake City) had also been delayed, so everyone was delayed all together. Annie and Amol got the rental van, and after eating at the Burger King in the airport, we spent about 25 minutes figuring out how to fit our 85 pieces of luggage into Max's Cougar and van, and then we were on our way to Vail. It was around 11:30 p.m. when we left, and we finally got there at about 2:00 a.m., stopping only once to stock up on water, hostess cupcakes, and combos. A very healthy eating weekend.
Max had booked an awesome place for us - a two bedroom, two bathroom condo/apartment. It was adorable and was decorated in a very lodgy/Northern Exposure style, with snow shoes and pictures of Eskimos hanging on the wall. We drew for the sleeping spaces - one bedroom had a double bed, the other had two single beds, and the couch in the living room turned out to be a pull out bed. Julia and Reggie brought aerobeds so we all slept pretty comfortably, except for AD who had to take the floor. Max and I got the one of the single beds and we fit surprisingly well. Either that, or I was too tired to notice.
I think everyone was in bed by around 3:00 a.m., which was good, because we had to get up at around 7:00 a.m. the next morning, to go skiing!
posted by S at 11:11 AM
2 Comments:
Man, I LOVE it when you go on vacation. You are so fantastic at getting the details out there. I love reading about your vacations!
Thanks Elliot!! :)
I like writing about them, so I'm glad you like reading about them!
They'd be SO much better with pictures tho. I know Josh took pics of us in the shuttle, and our condo, and stuff like that, which would be go well w/ my recaps, but oh well. I'll eventually get them...
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