As promised, I will now share the amazingness that is Whistler, the skiing town just outside of Vancouver. This was my second trip to the area, as we went bungee jumping there last year in the Summer! See all about that post HERE.
After a very early 5am start, it was Tim Horton’s for breakfast (know I understand what all the fuss is about, most inventive hot chocolates ever!) and a very cold, very uncomfortable bus ride. I literally could not even open my book seeing at it was pitch black until we got there at around 9am! I settled on alternating between dozing off and editing my layover photos to share with you all 😉 Once we finally arrived (and I donned my very cute ear muffs from Glasgow), I managed to wrestle my stupidly impractical luggage off the bus whilst poor James carried his duffel bag and all of our ski gear including his huge snowboard!! The bus driver must’ve felt sorry for us, because he ended up dropping us off outside our chalets free of charge. I’d like to maintain that was definitely my cute snow outfit that did it 😉 We checked in (8 hours early, and by some miracle our room was ready!) and then rugged up to explore our home for the next week.
First up on the agenda was hiring my snowboard! I had decided to learn to snowboard in Dubai, so that I could attempt to keep up with James and our friends on the slopes. It did not work! (More about that later). I ended up with a Burton Deja vu, which is a performance board that I was assured would help my balance! Thank goodness for that, because I needed all the help I could get! We then went food shopping, bought some wine and some more snow accessories for me because they were cheaper than usual because I’m pint sized 😉 That night we met my lovely Aunt and Uncle for dinner on their last night in Whistler. It was delicious ad not at all nutritious!
The next say was my first on the mountain. Needless to say it was painful for both of us (James dislocated his knuckles trying to dislodge me from a rogue ski lift car) , and thanks to a lot of protective gear, including a helmet, wrist guard, buff and a million other things, I didn’t seriously injure myself. My pride took a terrible beating when the three year olds were jumping off the side of the mountain sideways and I struggled to go straight for a good 3 days. It was worth every single fall, because by the end of the trip I was much better, thanks to some very patient Binghams and a lot of therapeutic wine! I did however get lost on the last day, and bruised my shoulder from falling on it so often. All was well after a huge serving of nachos and some caesars! Gotta love Canada!
The trip was spent with family and friends, enjoying the snow and building up my confidence on the mountain. I celebrated my 23rd birthday in the snow and it was amazing! I’ve been lucky enough to celebrate a few of my birthdays in astounding locations. My 16th was in Bologna, my 19th in Paris, my 22nd in Dubai and my 23rd in Whistler! Not bad 😉
There are many fun activities in Whistler that don’t all involve skiing/ boarding. There is snow shoeing, cross country skiing (ok I lied), the tube park, gondolas, dog sled rides, sleigh rides, heli-skiiing, the spas and of course sitting by the fire with a good book, or free ice skating complete with hockey sticks and nets! (my personal favourite)
Enjoy the photos! There are so many more posts to come. I feel like I am ALWAYS saying that, but it’s true. There has been so much going on in my life this year (It is already April!) and there is so much more to come. Whilst I am going slightly stir crazy on the ground, it is nice to be able to have the time to reflect on just how lucky I have been, in order to have experienced and seen all that I have so far. Bring on the rest! xx