The day after skiing day

We had much discussion this morning (after I picked 4 fried eggs from the floor due to the handle of the frying pan breaking) as to whether we were up for round 2 on the face.

We decided to chant YOLO, softly at first and then louder until it became a transcendental mantra, until something primitive awoke in us both...

Day two was awesome, we were both much more comfortable in our new found powers.

We both fell once and I got wiped out by a thirteen year old girl snowboarder who decided it was easier to go through me than around.

Great day! Just a shame our vacation is all but over...

There's talk of a move to Colorado in the air though.