Yesterday, I went skiing for the first time since I've moved up to Buffalo - about four years. The night before, I could hardly sleep, I was so excited. After the 40 minute drive out to the ski resort (yes, only 40 minutes, and I didn't do that at all during my college years so far, why?!), I was welcomed to an almost empty mountain. Being used to going to a pretty big resort back home that always has pretty long lines at lifts, the ride down the slope right onto the ski lift was just what I needed for my first day back at skiing. Especially since I'm supposed to be taking it easy on my "healed" broken foot.
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