Since Mike had to work the week after Christmas, we left on Sunday to go to Utah to go skiing. We were able to get really good deals on the Epic pass this year and so it seemed like a good idea to just go try Park City out. The drive going to Utah took a little longer than usual because Madeline had a case of the poops. Suddenly there was a tart smell in the back of the car, then you had find a place to stop. Fortunately, she did well during the great stretch of nothingness from the Colorado boarder to Provo. It’s the little things in life that you have to be grateful for. We arrived in Provo to a wonderful dinner prepared by Sara’s mom. The Kelschs are always such gracious hosts.
What better way to spend New Year’s Eve than skiing! We woke up and drove up to Park City while Anne and Franz watched Madeline. It’s so much easier to ski when you don’t have a 2 year old to swap out watching. We explored a good part of the mountain and even ventured over to the Canyons, which was a total waste because we didn’t make it over to the good skiing, rather we got stuck in all the rich people houses. The only good part was watching Mike eat it and slide down a silly mogul run. Jerry of the day for sure. It was really pretty and fun to see where the 0.1% live, but the better stuff was on the Park City side. We had lunch at the top of the mountain in a very crowded mountain hut. We bought hot chocolate and ate our homemade sandwiches. Even though we are cold weather people and live at high elevation in Colorado, it was COLD at Park City. We headed down the mountain early. The amazing thing about skiing in Utah is that it only takes 30 minutes to get home. It’s hard to know what to do with all that free time and how to act when you aren’t all stressed out from driving back from the Colorado resorts.
What better way to spend New Year’s Eve than skiing! We woke up and drove up to Park City while Anne and Franz watched Madeline. It’s so much easier to ski when you don’t have a 2 year old to swap out watching. We explored a good part of the mountain and even ventured over to the Canyons, which was a total waste because we didn’t make it over to the good skiing, rather we got stuck in all the rich people houses. The only good part was watching Mike eat it and slide down a silly mogul run. Jerry of the day for sure. It was really pretty and fun to see where the 0.1% live, but the better stuff was on the Park City side. We had lunch at the top of the mountain in a very crowded mountain hut. We bought hot chocolate and ate our homemade sandwiches. Even though we are cold weather people and live at high elevation in Colorado, it was COLD at Park City. We headed down the mountain early. The amazing thing about skiing in Utah is that it only takes 30 minutes to get home. It’s hard to know what to do with all that free time and how to act when you aren’t all stressed out from driving back from the Colorado resorts.
