Breckenridge

Today we all went to Breckenridge. I shopped until I pretty much dropped. Carrying 25 extra pounds around at 9000 ft isn't a picnic. Fortunately, I had the foresight to think that I might want a break in the afternoon, and found a place to get my hair cut. That took some of the afternoon. Then I took my book (more foresight) and found a bench by a firepit at the base of the mountain.

They have these fire sculptures at all the ski resorts here. There is a metal sculputure in the shape of burning logs, which is lit with a gas fire. I'm sure these are much easier for the ski resorts to maintain. And, they look nice. They're really warm. But, sitting by one for a couple hours made me wonder what kind of fumes I was breathing. Smoke isn't so great for your health either, but it is more familiar, I guess.

I had thought that I might take a car and go for a mountain drive tomorrow, but after looking at the weather forecast I think I might have to abort that plan. The snow is supposed to start around noon and blow around to boot. Not great weather to try to drive across a mountain pass by oneself. Oh, well. Maybe I'll actually work on my ground school studies like I planned.