When I was an Intern & Blogger this past summer for the Office of Admissions, I would readily read my friends’ posts on adventures off-campus. From going to lake Viola in Massachusetts to traveling to the tropical forest in Costa Rica, the posts were captivating, and I always wished I could do a similar nature trip, and write about it. Alas, the closest thing I did to these adventures was traveling to Boston, and although it was very enjoyable to stroll around an elaborate urban center, visiting one park doesn’t quite make it “a nature trip”. But the time has come: due to a lucky draw, I was selected to go on a ski trip with about 30 students and the skiing club. Below you can find a timeline of my “nature trip”, and please don’t hesitate to tell me if you would like more of these posts!
5:39 am: My alarm wakes me up peacefully. I feel no tiredness, and I am ready to embark on a fun adventure. I hope the pants I borrowed from my friend are water-proof, as my skiing experience resumes after four years, and I anticipate many falls.
6:05 am: With one of my residents, Kelly, I walk across campus to Converse Hall, the meeting point. I soon discover that my friend Yuko won’t come, and hence I am left with no skiing goggles, since she was supposed to graciously lend me a pair. Unhappy, I hop on the bus and can’t fall asleep.
7:59 am: We’re almost there! I really dislike bus rides, but at least the weather seems nice. Wow, we’re so close to Williams College: When Zephaniah Swift Moore moved part of the college to Amherst, MA, he should have taken half of this ski resort with him! Oh, the slopes weren’t in place then, are you saying? No problem, just take the hill and we’ll build the slope ourselves!
Yay we arrived!
9:20 am: I’m getting ready for a beginner ski lesson. The College has generously paid for everything on this trip but the lunch, and I borrowed some goggles from the head of the skiing club: I feel well-equipped. Getting into the boots is a challenge, nevertheless smaller than actually stepping on the skis. I wish I could jump back to my ok-beginner level from March 2014.
(around) 11:14 am: I am doing some progress. At first, Instructor Greg wanted to split us into two groups, because obviously some of us were making more progress than others. In my opinion, it was JUST ME who was being behind all the time. There was little actual need to split, however: I miraculously redeemed myself.
(around) 11:25 am: I managed to help my skiing partner, Tim, out of the chairlift. I have always fiercely feared chair lifts, but this one doesn’t seem that bad. Multiple times in a row, our team of 7 lands out of the chairlift successfully, with zero falls. Greg is proud of us, and says he was worried about me in the beginning, yet his worries proved to be unfounded. He advises me to give myself more credit for my skills. Does that mean I can start training for Olympics?
12:00 pm: Our class is over. We take a group picture together, and Greg says goodbye. Some ski enthusiasts are already ready to try new slopes, whereas I am ready for lunch. The food zone has yummy fried things like chicken tenders, fries, nachos and burrito bowls, and even noodle soup! Tim and I split a bucket of curly fries & chicken tenders that seems to have no end. I also tried some chips with salsa: Chipotle, you might have a competitor.
See you for part 2 next week! (Find out if the pants were really waterproof!)
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