School was out for 2 weeks and we went on a vacation that was as long. We reckoned it would be difficult for my husband to get this kind of break back home, so we made the best out of it.
We went on a ski holiday, snaked through the Sierra Nevada into a picturesque city of bridges, crossed the barren land of the Mojave Desert and into the glittering lights of sin city
For the first week, we did nothing but eat, sleep and ski. We hardly saw the rest of Lake Tahoe, and I left the place not knowing how much it had changed from 20 years ago. I guess I was the only one who was feeling nostalgic, everyone else was focused on having fun riding down ski slopes with powder soft snow
We woke up in the morning, cooked and ate breakfast, dressed in layers of warm clothing and were out the whole day. The cold would have been unbearable if not for the heat that we generated from physical exertion. Just putting on the boots and ski made me huff and puff, and the thin air at 8000 over feet didn’t help.
It was a hassle, especially when I haven’t mastered the skill of effortlessly cruising down the slopes. It would be perfectly understandable if the kids were whiny and fussy. But hell no, they were excited to go onto the slopes every morning
We dropped them at ski school first thing in the morning and my husband and I had the rest of the day to ourselves. I swear, we have never had so much couple time before, not since when the kids came along. It was just a pity that I had to spend most of it trying to pick up a skill that most people would have picked up easily at half my age. It was evident, my 9 year old can now do a black slope with his instructor while I am still struggling doing snow plough on the blue slopes.
We did have long undisturbed hot lunches with a view of a frozen lake. It was a bliss. and even met Santa and his gang.
In the late afternoon, we would pick up the boys and head straight back to our rental lodge. I would be busy cooking to feed the hungry boys while they unpacked and washed up.
We spent a hundred over dollars at the supermarket on the first night we arrived. For the rest of the week, we had pan fried salmon, stir fried greens, chicken vegetable noodles, fried rice, minced meat omelette and curry chicken. Thanks to a very well equipped kitchen and spices, condiment and staples I smuggled in my bag. It almost felt like we never left home. It would have cost much more eating bleh food outside
And because the kids were so tired out from the activities in the day. They crashed in bed right after dinner. Getting them to bed had never been easier.
And after one week, I am beginning to see why skiing has to be the best activity to do during cold winter months. Because when you are having fun and your body is generating heat, it takes away the miserable coldness. And it is the kind of holiday where the kids (both big and small) have fun and doesn’t make you feel guilty for binging because after a long day of toiling in the cold, you know you deserve that extra calorie.
So bring on the cheese and chocolate !