Over the Thanksgiving holiday, I had a horrible break up with our wifey.
As a result, I was left to spend Christmas alone.
I wanted to find the perfect destination for our Christmas getaway. Living in the south, doesn’t supply you much occasion to go skiing. To be honest, you don’t have any occasion to snow ski, unless you head north. I knew that this would be the perfect occasion to head north plus learn how to ski. My parents had been born plus raised in the north plus they were constantly talking about how they met at a ski resort in the Catskills, i landed to un-even temperatures that were only in the twenties, plus the sky was sunny. I took our taxi to the hotel where I had booked our stay, plus our parents headed to see their family. The first thing I did was to ask the taxi driver if she would please turn up the heat. She eyed me oddly plus told me the thermostat was already set to seventy. I told him I was frigid plus she laughed. She told me I was in the wrong location if I thought this was cold. When I got to the ski cottage, I saw the huge fireplace in the middle of the lobby, plus I gravitated there. I couldn’t guess I was seriously considering spending our entire getaway sitting in front of a fireplace. It was so deliciously warm. When I was told our room was ready, I reluctantly left the fireplace. The bellhop told me not to worry. They had excellent heating in the rooms plus a personal fireplace; Who needs skiing when you have a fireplace?