Celebrating 30 Years of Skiing

Whenever I find myself on top of a mountain in winter, especially when it’s snowing, I feel  a rush of emotions. Above all, I am always amazed that I am there; that I ever took up the sport to begin with and then stuck with it despite a discouraging beginning. Equally important, I am grateful that I can physically do it and can afford it, as it takes stamina, some level of skill, and a decent chunk of money. I’ve experienced this same introspective moment every year for 30 years straight and I’ve experienced it all over the globe.

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Room-mates I Have Known

As a single woman who likes to ski and travel, I often sign up for group trips with a ski and outing club.  Double-occupancy rooms are the norm with these organizations; if you are not going with a friend or partner, you can either be assigned a room-mate by the trip leader or pay an extra charge.  When I was younger and my sense of adventure was greater than my discretionary income, I would gamble and take a “pot-luck” room-mate.  Sometimes I made a new friend.  Other times, the only positive outcome was a crazy story to tell.  Here are two memorable events.
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