Snowboarding on a MOUNTAIN!!!

Right, so, I just got back. I left Thursday night with Mel, Jenice, and Hannah (I didn't really know Hannah before, but she's incredibly cool and funny, she can also spend an entire day falling and still look hot, I don't understand it) to head out to Calgary. We were planning on getting in by 2:30 am but got there at 5am, I didn't care, I had been sleeping, lol. Anyway, we stayed at Mel's cousin's place, to say the least, they essentially live in the richest area, are ridiculously rich, have cute dogs, cute kids, and a mansion. Oh yeah, the guy is a chef on the side, no joke, I haven't eaten food like that in my life, and he's going to make my wedding cake. Anyhow, more on the cake later.

So we got up early the next morning to go snowboarding (WOOOO) I'm tired, wired, and pumped. Meaning I was hyper out of my face and had random napping spurts. Anyhow, we got there, got our stuff together, went up the gondola, and were on a mountain (I was excited at this point). As if the beginning couldn't get any better, the guy at the boot rental thingy was A HOT IRISHMAN WHO LOVED FLIRTING!!! So I left with a huge smile, ready to take on the world.

I spent the next few hours on my butt. No joke, I fell more than I've ever fallen in my life. It was so much fun! Unfortunately, my bottom disowned me, but that's alright. After a couple of hours, I figured out how to plow backwards and forwards using the toe edge (just to point something out, it is a proven fact that snowboarding is HARDCORE harder than skiing, so don't laugh, it was bloody difficult!) and after that began learning how to go down a hill on the snowboard rather than my face.

By the end of the first day, I was partially able to carve, but I still fell constantly and took out little skiing children (they should be kept out of the way, seriously, the little dorks). I had an amazing time, and could no longer move properly by the time we got back into the truck. I loved it! I was bruised, had smashed all but a smidgen of my pride, and couldn't wait for more! We got back to the house (I essentially fell out of the truck as my legs werent working) and I had a much needed power nap and shower (I've never experienced hat hair like that in my friggen life!!!). Oh, and I had gotten to flirt more with said hot irishman before leaving, life is wonderful. Anyway, so the chef rich guy made us this AMAZING supper of (please keep in mind these were all made from scratch while I was napping) super soft and hot and amazing bread, and this honey/mango/curry chicken and pasta... I couldn't understand why my mouth was essentially having an orgasm (for lack of better description words :P) but wow, that man can cook!

We then went to bed completely exhausted (there was also shopping and snack excursions!). We got up really early 5:45 am the next day, got dressed (which was hard when your legs dont bend!) and headed out again. I slept on Mel, who was asleep but pushed me off anyway, apparently she's a touchy sleeper or something!) and we got there, went up the hill, and started our day! Once again I was greeted (nicely ;)..) by the hot irishman *sigh* and I headed out to conquer the world. I then spent the next hour or so on my bottom in complete frustration, and took out another little girl skiier (they really need to watch out!). Then Mel and Jenice (think YEARS of snowboarding experience) decided to give us another lesson, and suddenly... I GOT IT!

No joke, I was carving, and falling sooo much less. They took me to some tougher hills, and I was able to do them! I mean, at one point I flew into the air and literally landed face first hard enough so shut off my ipod which was on hold (meaning nothing you do will turn it off... yes, it was an ouch moment) but whooo dang! And by the end of the day, I was having no problem. Want to hear the best part???

I WENT DOWN A BLACK DIAMOND HILL WITHOUT FALLING!!! So here's the story for that one: I went up the strawberry hill (it's a green run for beginners) because I wanted to go down one I could for sure handle and stuff and go really fast on without falling, and when I got to the very top of the mountain, the wind was INSANE. It had started to snow, and you could literally not see a thing. I was completely snowblind, or whatever you call it. So I couldnt see the markers telling me where to go (dun dun dunnn) and I ended up missing my turn and flying down a black diamond hill. Yes, I almost crapped my pants. No, I didn't fall, I got it under control with a nice little backwards plow, then just did my thing! There were twists and turns and a hill, but I soon realised that if I continued down that hill, I'd die, haha, so I saw what appeared to be a trail leading to the big hill that went to the lodge. Sooo.. I went, and the next thing I know, I'm flying off a cliff. So, the "little path" lead to these rocks that the hardcores used to do big jumps. Yes, I went off of a little cliff, luckily there was a big wad of powder for me to land in, otherwise I'd have broken something for shizzle, lol. But yeah... I then continued down, excited and in pain, and we headed out (after another nice conversation and some "help getting my ever-so-tight-and-hard-to-get-off-oneself's-boots" with the hot irishman, I seriously took a liking to that guy). But the next day the conditions were uber sucky so we decided just to leave and come back early.

During the stay in Calgary I went to my first (and definitely not my last!) Krispy Kreme, had the best donut of my life, saw sooo many hot guys, got chased by weird east-indian guys who thought we were hitting on them (long story short: we were in McDonalds, I went onto the window ledge and made a sexy pose for a picture, Hannah winked at the guys who were gawking at my pose, and they decided to chase us... they didn't catch us!), had the best meals ever, etc etc etc.

I had the time of my liiiiiiife! And I'm now going to start snowboarding more often, I really like it!

PS: I might be in Germany for next year.