As I sit here in class this morning I can't help but smile as I look back on the weekend that was had down in the White Mountains of New Hampshire.
After 8 hours of driving, Saturday evening we arrived at Attitash and checked into our hotel room and decided that we would go do a bit of exploring and try to find some locals to tell us where to ski the next morning.
We ended up going out to the Red Parka for supper and extra curricular activities and not more than 15 minutes into the pub/restaurant I was asked to move my vehicle because it was parked "bad", as the waitress informed me. Now, finding this non-legit parking spot in the first place was a challenge. Now I had to drive around this cramped parking lot, which was packed beyond belifef, in order to get a legitimate spot. After 5 minutes of driving around the spot closest to the door became vacant and I snapped it up.
Supper was a gong show. The guys were festive to say the least and I couldn't wait to get back to the room to enjoy a few beverages as well. Supper was decent but the view from our table was less than stellar. I was tired as heck and giddy from the lack of sleep.
After supper we returned to the hotel, which was about 10 km's away and chilled in the hotel room wondering what to do next. We decided that the Red Parka was the place to go back to after consulting with some of the locals.
Back we went, and after a short ride we arrived back at the parka and ended up at the back of a line (although a short one) but got in eventually. Once in, we began our reign of terror. Let's just say one of us rode the bar for the bulk of the evening, one danced up a storm, and another was berated by his boss after some questionable behaviour! Watch out for the guy in the black hat...
I don't think we made any friends inside the facility, in fact I know we didn't but we sure did outside afterwards! After enjoying the view from atop the Red Parka...yes, atop the Red Parka, we found Nick.
Now this is where I get a bit foggy...but this is how we got back to the hotel and he was a crazy guy. I have no idea what was up with this guy or why he picked us up but he did, and it saved us some problems since we had no American dollars!
Now finding ourselves at the base of Bear Peak, we enjoyed some time around the bottom of the lifts. I don't know where we found that keg, but it ended up on one of the chairs. I am sure the lifties were wondering what was up the next morning.
After 8 hours of driving, Saturday evening we arrived at Attitash and checked into our hotel room and decided that we would go do a bit of exploring and try to find some locals to tell us where to ski the next morning.
We ended up going out to the Red Parka for supper and extra curricular activities and not more than 15 minutes into the pub/restaurant I was asked to move my vehicle because it was parked "bad", as the waitress informed me. Now, finding this non-legit parking spot in the first place was a challenge. Now I had to drive around this cramped parking lot, which was packed beyond belifef, in order to get a legitimate spot. After 5 minutes of driving around the spot closest to the door became vacant and I snapped it up.
Supper was a gong show. The guys were festive to say the least and I couldn't wait to get back to the room to enjoy a few beverages as well. Supper was decent but the view from our table was less than stellar. I was tired as heck and giddy from the lack of sleep.
After supper we returned to the hotel, which was about 10 km's away and chilled in the hotel room wondering what to do next. We decided that the Red Parka was the place to go back to after consulting with some of the locals.
Back we went, and after a short ride we arrived back at the parka and ended up at the back of a line (although a short one) but got in eventually. Once in, we began our reign of terror. Let's just say one of us rode the bar for the bulk of the evening, one danced up a storm, and another was berated by his boss after some questionable behaviour! Watch out for the guy in the black hat...
I don't think we made any friends inside the facility, in fact I know we didn't but we sure did outside afterwards! After enjoying the view from atop the Red Parka...yes, atop the Red Parka, we found Nick.
Now this is where I get a bit foggy...but this is how we got back to the hotel and he was a crazy guy. I have no idea what was up with this guy or why he picked us up but he did, and it saved us some problems since we had no American dollars!
Now finding ourselves at the base of Bear Peak, we enjoyed some time around the bottom of the lifts. I don't know where we found that keg, but it ended up on one of the chairs. I am sure the lifties were wondering what was up the next morning.
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