Just back from my annual Vail Vaca to hit the slopes and let loose with fun friends! The trip could not have come at a better time. My dear friend and neighbor, Ann, moved from New York City to Nebraska the Wednesday before we left for Vail. Ann met her fiance Mike at breakfast during this ski trip last year. Mike's inability to make espresso started it all... The Vail pilgrimage was a fun send off for Ann's new life in a fly-over state.
Once again Paula, Sarah, Maggie, Ann and I descended on the Sitzmark Lodge (right in the heart of Vail Village 970-476-5001). This year we expanded our group to include Bennett, Ghanni, and Brendon. Paula's partners Jimmy and Ken also joined in the excitement.
Our schedule is rough. Most of our group had Dr. duty at the crack of dawn each morning at the anesthesiologist conference that brings us to Vail. But, I managed to take advantage of the quiet time in our rooms to grab an extra 2 hours of sleep each morning. Thank heaven!
Six days of hard skiing included many runs that brought me closer to God. Basically I prayed for my life on many occasions! No more double blacks on the last run, Ann! It was indeed a miracle I made it to Apres Ski everyday--at either the Red Lion, Pepi's, Vendetta's or Los Amigos. We shared many great laughs, meals, and bottles of wine! Our dinner at Sweet Basil's (photo above) was one of the highlights! Time flew by and the week of R&R was over before we knew it! We're already talking about next year... I vote Jackson Hole for the Cowboys!
