Well its the day after my ski trip and I've decided to go ahead and write down everything I can remember, because well it might be fun to read later on in life.

So on 9am we left College Station to meet up with the others in Denton. We ate at Braums before hitting the road. I think the funniest thing was when Gran called Karen, X. The worst joke by far. We drove to Raton New Mexico that day and got in somewhat late. The best thing about drives are you really have the chance to get to know people. And how the littlest things can become funny....like a Big Ol Slice of Pizza or filling up the car and not paying attention and watching gas go everywhere. Also the saying little boobs, big boobs.

In Raton we met up with the Dyers at some cheap hotel, where even their lounge had a cover. Ridicoulous. We watched a lil football, Miami and Ohio State. A great game. The girls room was crazy hot, our room was cold at night, but yet no one turned on the heat because we each wondered if the other was cold.

The next day was destination Breckenridge. We stopped at the Royal Gorge for a little side trip. Gran was a little pissy about it, I thought it was kind of funny. We made it up there and people got their rentals in a huge line. I went to Frisco with gran and eddie to get groceries and waht not. Which we hardly reimbursed for, but I could pretty much care less. We get back to the Condo which everyone had checked in by now, so alas I was left with the hideaway. I really hate those beds.

First day on the slopes was the coldest. Still hopping on skis is like riding a bike it all comes back. Everyone was surprisingly good at it too. I didnt want to do anything too crazy that day, but I was nailed by a snowboarder. It was a good crash though. I'd give it 9 points. That night we cooked a spaghetti dinner and it was a success. That night was pretty much just a chill night. Did a little hot tubbing, but the hot tub wasn't even outside so boooo for that.

The next day just some more skiing and one huge crash. I even cracked my goggles. However the weather was gorgeous and would remain for all the other days skiing. We decided to hit up happy hour, which then became dinner which then became crazy. After the mexican restaraunt we went to Breckenridge Brewery which is a cool little bar. I had some shots and beer, met a Bosnian guy and met a nice lady from England who told us about wankers. We then were trying to find another bar, but ended up finding a dance place where we tore it up on the floor. We were the only ones to tear it up. A funny site. So we went out, and out hard for like 7 hours that night.

The next day met up with the roomie for some skiing. Even became adventorous and started doing some double diamonds. It was good, but I didn't feel to hot. I went to bed like at 9 that night. Just kind of chilled by myself

Final day was probably the greatest. I stuck to the hard part of the mountain and enjoyed every minute of it. After our typical meet up at the Vista Haus for lunch. A group of four of us decided to make the hike to the summit of peak 8. It took us a little less than a hour. It seemed liek the air just got thinner with each step. Several times you just had to stop and take a break. Once we made it to the summit we took our time. Took some pictures....almost didn't happen but told them how to fix the battery. Made a huge block A&M up there. Then jumped into the bowl which was incredible skiing. Made you feel good to be alive kind of thing. Last night we have to go out. We went to the Breck bar where tried to get away without paying for a pitcher...it didn't happen. Went to another place for just a bit then partied it up and brought it back to the condo. I'll write more later......