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Why Steamboat is the Best Place to Vacation

I speed downhill on my skis in just a long- sleeved shirt, perfectly warm and happy. It’s 40° and a beautiful day on the slopes. The sun is out and beaming down on smiling faces, and people glide down the hill leisurely. Steamboat Springs is by far my favorite ski resort to visit.

First off, the slopes are amazing. There are trails for beginners, as well as experts. I prefer the black diamonds, but my little siblings always have fun learning “pizza” and “French fries” on the green trails. Trails have a variety of features, such as moguls, jumps, trees, and steep chutes. The thrill of flying over a huge jump is truly like no other. One cool thing about Colorado mountains is the snow. Before I moved to Texas, I lived in the northeast, where the snow is very hard-packed and often extremely icy. However, out west, it’s soft, light and abundant. They call it champagne powder!

Another great thing about Steamboat Springs is the city outside the resort. Here you can find shops, the hot springs, restaurants, and other cool attractions, all with that Old West charm. The hot springs are probably my favorite place to visit in Steamboat. It’s a great place to relax and have fun with friends and family after a long, tiring day of skiing.

Lastly, Steamboat is a place to connect with family and friends. For me, Steamboat means that I get to see my best friend and her family, and spend a week having a blast together. I’ve also made friends here that I love to ski with! A particular example is a girl named Corey, who I met through a friend. She knows the mountain like the back of her hand and is always willing to recommend the best trails. Every year, I have fun spending quality time with these people and my family. Steamboat is like our second home!

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Taos/ Winter Vacation

Over the break, I went to Taos, New Mexico on a ski trip! I had some new experiences, some great, some not so much… What did you do over the break? Feel free to let me know in the comment section below!

At Taos, the skiing was amazing. One day I remember we got on the mountain especially early, and had fresh tracks on the powdery snow. It was so cool and just awesome to be gliding down a mountain of white cottony fluff!

However, some days it was also EXTREMELY cold. A couple of times, it was so frigid I went completely numb and couldn’t feel my fingers or toes! We used warmers in our gloves and boots, but sometimes they just didn’t help at all.

We did have a free day to explore the town of Taos! It’s an absolutely beautiful place, with high, majestic mountains as a background to this small, quiet area. We shopped around a bit and ate great food. One thing I noticed is that like many places in Texas, the Mexican culture greatly influenced houses, food, and decorations here.

My favorite place that we visited was basically a gigantic hole in the earth, called the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge. The bridge is 565 feet deep, making it the seventh highest bridge in the US! It’s almost sickening to look down off of it, into a huge, rocky pit. The crazy thing is, the land around is totally flat, and then suddenly you find an extremely steep cliff!

Along with skiing, we had two emergencies. (Nothing can ever go smoothly in my family, as you may have noticed.) The first one had to do with my three year old brother, Magnus. When we weren’t watching him, he managed to swallow a whole quarter. Luckily, it never got stuck in his throat, and he is okay. Hopefully he learned never to put foreign objects in his mouth!

The second occurrence had to do with my sister Annika. Because Taos is so high up, (almost 13,000 feet in some places) and Texas is so low sea level wise, she had trouble adjusting to the change. Rule #1 when you are that high up is to stay totally hydrated, or you could suffer from different levels of altitude sickness. Luckily, hers wasn’t fatal or anything, but fairly mild compared to some other cases of it.

It started when at four a.m. she walked into my parents’ room crying and puking. We thought she had just eaten something bad, but when she could finally talk, she was speaking total gibberish. We were worried that because we were so high up, maybe not enough oxygen was getting into her body. (She has a pretty bad case of asthma.) On our way to the ER, we asked her questions, such as “Who are your best friends in Massachusetts? Who are your best friends in Texas?” For both she answered the same people, even though they didn’t live in Austin. Another question was “Where are we?” She stuttered for a moment, then said, “T-t-Tennessee.” It turns out altitude sickness can make you kind of crazy, in the same way that being intoxicated might.

Overall, besides all the drama, my vacation was pretty great! Oh well, with my family, nothing will ever be calm. 😉

Halloween!

The weekend before last was Halloween! I had so much fun. I was dressed as a farmer/cowgirl/scarecrow, and I went with Katie, who dressed up as a strip of bacon. We liked to tell people that we were indeed a pair, I the farmer and she the slaughter.

We went around the school area neighborhood, which has a ton of houses in it. I was over the moon, because I got eight whole pounds of candy this year, more than I had ever gotten in my previous small town.

This year’s trick-or-treating also brought some nostalgia. However much fun Halloween in Texas is, I think I will always miss the little neighborhood parties, where it was a tradition to all go trick or treating together.

This is actually also the first year we’ve ever had to actually give out candy, believe it or not. The only other places I’ve lived were 1.) A house at the end of a cul-de-sac that no one ever trick or treated at, and 2.) A house with a driveway that gave you a workout just walking up it. It was so cute to see little kids in their costumes racing up our driveway to get candy!

What were you for Halloween? What’s your favorite candy?

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