I know I haven’t been keeping up with this here blog, but the last two months have been the busiest travel months I’ve ever had. I’ve flown thousands and thousands of miles to interview at thirteen different programs located in twelve different cities from as far west as Phoenix, as far north as Minneapolis, as far south as Houston, and as far east as Washington DC. The interviews ended last Friday which meant it was time for a vacation on Saturday. I flew to Lake Tahoe with Ryan and met up with Matt Ellinwood and his girlfriend Erin, Chris and Carla, Chris and Liz from UT, Robin and Patrick from UT, and a girl I hadn’t met named Amy from UT (now in San Francisco). So right now I’m sitting on a Southwest flight from Las Vegas to Houston returning home from said vacation ready to tell you all about it. The Amstel Light has been poured, and Ryan is sitting next to me grimacing, because his screwdriver is “see-through” as he put it. It should be a good flight. The pictures (which are spectacular) will as always be posted at the end of the entry.
I must admit, this vacation did not get off to the greatest start imaginable. I got home from DC at 9 PM on Friday night and had the great idea that drinking would be fun. I started off with a few Amstel Lights and then Ryan (who had a head start on me) made a few vodkas mixed with cherry 7-UP. Of course by “a few” I mean two doubles. Kayla then drove up from Friendswood (henceforth to be referred as “F-Town”) to join us along with Stephanie from Clear Lake. We migrated to the Red Lion to say hello to our lovely waitress/bartenders Jennifer and Mary and have super fun conversation. Ryan purchased Chimay bottles for us to split (we had two), and the evening was capped off with Irish Car Bombs (which I couldn’t finish for the first time ever). Thus the night ended and I fell asleep.
Day 1
I was greeted the next morning at 5 AM by Ryan pounding on my door demanding I get up. I still had to pack for the trip of course. On top of that, I was really, really hung over and not feeling right at all (including doing what you do when you get the flu). I somehow got packed and showered, and Kayla took us to Hobby for our 7:20 flight to Las Vegas. The flight was miserable. Actually the flight was fine, but I was miserable from overdrinking without eating dinner the night before. (I seriously need to stop doing that.) Everything turned out fine. We connected in Vegas (my first time there) and arrived in Reno. Everyone met up at the airport, we packed into two Dodge Durangos, and headed to Lake Tahoe. The fog was dense as we approached Tahoe, but everything turned out great. The condos were beautiful and right on the mountain. We didn’t do very much that first day due to all the traveling, but we went shopping at the grocery store and got some pizza to take back to the condo. The shopping thing was great, because we purchased all of our alcohol, lunch items, breakfast ingredients, and enough for two dinners so we wouldn’t have to spend a billion dollars going out. It really turned out well, because it was fun to have us all in the same place cooking in the mornings before skiing and drinking and cooking in the evenings after skiing.
Day 2
Sunday morning we woke up early, because we needed to rent skis and all that stuff. So we got all bundled up and headed to the base of the mountain which was about 15 minutes away. Where we stayed at 7,500 feet, it was sunny and beautiful. But where the town stood at 6,500 feet there was fog and more fog. We really never even saw the lake until the last day when the fog lifted just enough to see it. I have a few pictures, but they aren’t that great. I would love to visit Tahoe in the summer. I bet it’s absolutely breathtaking. Anyway, we got our equipment and headed up the gondola to the middle portion of the mountain. The view from the gondola was fantastic! We basically rose up from the fog and would look down on it covering the town below. It was like we were skiing on the clouds…which we may have in fact been doing. The mountain is utterly breathtaking. I’ve been to Taos, New Mexico; Durango Mountain Resort, Colorado; and Keystone/Breckenridge, Colorado; and this place may be the most beautiful. (It might be a close second to Taos actually.) We were sort of separated into different groups: Matt and Erin went off on their own to have a lesson on snowboarding; Liz and Chris Copeland were somewhere near them, and the rest of us skied together. It turns out that Chris is an excellent snowboarder along with Amy. Carla is also very good, but she is a bit more deliberate and slower. I was by far the most experienced skier in the group, so I spent most of my time with Chris and Amy which was fun. However, the first day we all stuck together for much of the time which was fun. We skied until 5, packed into the car, and drove home. Ryan cooked some super good quesadillas, and we all drank a ton. Then a few people drove into town to gamble a bit. I was way too tired, so I stayed home and chatted with Kayla until late. I slept like a baby in Ryan’s sleeping bag.
Day 3
We decided not to ski until noon, so we got up at a nice hour and cooked breakfast. Ryan, Chris, and Chris made their signature migas which had egg, sausage, cilantro, salt, pepper, salsa, and diced green chili sauce. Bacon was also cooked to go along with coffee and orange juice (which was drunk not cooked). Then we got ready for more skiing. Matt and Erin again went off on their own; Ryan, Carla, Robin, Patrick, Chris, and Liz went to the gondola again; and Chris, Amy, and I went up on a lift 500 yards from our front door. We all did a bit of skiing on our own, but then we met at a common area and skied together for a substantial remainder of the day. Eventually we would all break up again and explore, but it really was fun to ski together. I was of course very mischievous along the way, once causing Carla to fall over and once spraying a few feet of snow on her after she had fallen. Yes I’m an asshole, but it was really funny and we laughed at it (she later beat me up and put snow down my shirt). It’s important that the skiers keep the snowboarders in line as the latter are all hooligans and punks and need to be taught who’s boss. Amy, Chris, and I finished the day with some kick ass skiing. I was sad that I only had 1.5 days to be on the mountain, but there will be other days that is for sure.
Then everyone congregated back at the condo for a big night of drinking and cards. Most of the people had White Russians and headed over to the spa. I of course forgot my swimming attire, so I stayed at the condo with Matt, Erin, and Amy. I don’t really remember what we did, but there was a lot of drinking, watching The Family Guy, and some conversation. Then the rest of the crew arrived back and dinner was started. Robin made a soup concoction which had several types of beans in it, along with ground beef, tomatoes, and vegetables. It was quite good. Then there was more drinking and we got down to Texas Hold ‘Em playing. The table consisted of Chris, Chris, Robin, Patrick, me, and we were joined by a dude named Matt who is from the Lake Tahoe area. He’s a friend of Robin’s and was very enjoyable to be around. Apparently he got his degree from The University of Wisconsin and now snowboards all the time. Sounds pretty sweet if you ask me. It was a $10 buy in, so the winner would receive $60. We drank and played, drank and played, drank and played. Then it was 1:30 AM, and only Robin and myself remained at the table. Chris had a little too much to drink and got a little combative (and we were all being too loud), so Robin and I split the winnings and called it a night. I was highly satisfied with the day.
Day 4
We slept in a bit then started on breakfast. This time Chris Copeland made the eggs which we had with bacon, coffee, and orange juice as before. It was quite good. Then we sort of hung around until it was time to go. Matt, Erin, and Amy headed off to California, and the rest of us headed for the base of the mountain. We all went shopping, and I got a cool Heavenly beanie, along with a few long sleeved shirts, and a cute little warm-up for Kayla. Then we piled into the car and drove to Reno. We finally go to see Lake Tahoe (the lake not the city), which was absolutely breathtaking. Previously it had been concealed by all the fog (which was still around but not as bad). The other odd think about the drive was a little stretch where the speed limit dropped to 50 MPH. We counted at least eight signs saying “PLEASE SLOW DOWN” or something similar on our side of the road. I’m sure there were as many on the opposite side of the road. I have included pictures for your edification. Then the highlight of the trip (just kidding) occurred—EATING AT IN ‘N OUT BURGER of “The Big Lebowski” fame. My hamburger and chocolate shake were to die for. And that was it. We got on the plane, stopped in Vegas (where I won $25 on a flush in my final hand of video poker), and arrived back in Houston at 12:48 AM. It was a great trip!
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