Chevy Chase Christmas Vacation Part III

The day after the tub incident was new year's eve.  Seeing that Stacy and I weren't in Machu Picchu for the big celebration, we brain stormed for something that tasted of adventure.  We called our good friend Eugene (who I will introduce later) and came up with skiing, which sounded great especially since I had never had the opportunity to ski before.  So my sister, Eugene, and I each snagged our latin lovers (Henry, Macaroni-Eugene's girlfriend at the time, and the salsa dancer from the previous night's date) for a little new year's couples getaway on the romantic slopes of PA.

We made our way to the hotel around 10 pm on new year's eve, settled in and got ready to hit the slopes for a little new year's eve skiing/snowboarding.  We got to the giant resort that consisted of one tall hill and three slopes and rushed to get our skis and gear on.  We hopped on the ski lift and made it to the top, right at midnight and did a little hooray for the new year.  Now it was time to rock-n-roll.  I had never put skis on before and no one had ever taught me anything about skiing before except french fries let you go fast and pizza makes you stop--so they say.  Anxious to try out this whole skiing thing, I turned around said 'lets go' and pushed myself off the side to be the first one down.  I quickly realized I knew absolutely nothing about skiing as I flew down the dark, icy slopes trying not to hit a tree.  With  wobbly legs trying not to fall, I raced down the mountain faster and faster unaware of how to slow down, and then WHAM, I fell hard on the ice and slip a long ways.  Managed to get back up and repeat the whole process of extreme speed and long sliding falls over and over again until I reached the bottom at which point I hopped back on the lift and abused my body a couple more times before the resort closed.

The next day we all went for round 2 of new year's day skiing, this time in the day light on less icy slopes; however, I was still quite the rookie.  Here's a pic.  If you're wondering why I am the only one facing the other direction its because I couldn't turn myself around on the skis.