Chronicles of Whistler II
As we drove into Whistler we were holding our breath. Would the room be nice, would the bed be comfy, would there be enough to do if I couldn’t ski (thanks deep cut on the bottom of my foot), would there be a view. Of course it is dark when we pull in, our plan is to figure out our plan of attack, unpack, and get something to eat. Not necessarily in that order. Having a plan sounds good. We didn’t have one before we left home. We forgot to print up directions so of course we used Google maps. Then we get a helpful email from T-Mobile telling us that we are paying per the megabit for internet on our phones. So, off go the phones. Oh Yeah, there is this thing called Canadian money and exchange rates, might want to know the rate exchange before you cross the border. Remember that stuff in elementary school called liters, kilometers, and other things you didn’t really bother to learn, makes it tough when buying gas or trying to figure out how much longer it is going to take to get to your condo. So a plan of attack sounds good, at least an idea or two. By the way, Condo is awesome, bed not to comfortable, view priceless. Plans are to ride the Peak to Peak Gondola, Zip Line, Check out the Whistler Village, determine which night(s) to enjoy the night life, ski, snow shoe, cross country ski, etc… So there aren’t enough days to do all we want to do. No problem, we don’t do real well following a plan. We really just wake up, look out the window, and decide what we feel like doing. Today, I feel like moving slow and enjoying not having to have a plan.
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