THE FERNIE ADVENTURE

TODAY WE WENT TO FERNIE, A LITTLE SKI TOWN A FEW HOURS AWAY.  THIS IS  A RESORT THAT HAS BEEN GETTING SOME BUzZ LATELY, ONE OF THOSE HIDDEN GEMS OF A RESORT.  WE DECIDED THAT THIS TRIP WE WOULD GO SOMEWHERE WE HAD NEVER BEEN BEFORE.  PRIOR TO THE TRIP WE TRIED TO SECURE HOTEL RESERVATIONS AND FOUND IT VERY DIFFICULT TO GET A ROOM AT A REASONABLE PRICE AND WE FINALLY ENDED UP AT THE TRAVELODGE.  THIS WOULD NOT BE MY FIRST CHOICE, BUT IT WAS LOOKING LIKE OUR ONLY CHOICE.  IT WAS THE BEST OF THE WORST PLACES LEFT IN TOWN TO STAY. WE PASSED THE TIME TILL CHECK IN WANDERING AROUND THE OLD PART OF FERNIE A CUTE LITTLE TOWN THAT IS GOING THROUGH A REVITALIZATION, WE LOOKED THROUGH THE TOURISTY SHOPS AND HAD LUNCH AT "LOAF" A GREAT BAKERY WITH YUMMY FOOD.  IT WAS A NICE RELAXING DAY, THAT IS UNTIL WE CHECKED IN.  JEFF CAME OUT TO THE CAR TO INFORM ME THAT I HAD BETTER GO CHECK IT OUT TO SEE IF IT WOULD PASS MY INSPECTION.  UPON INITIAL INSPECTION IT LOOKED OK.  HERE IS THE REPEAT OF THE TEXT I SENT THE KIDS, SHARING OUR ADVENTURE...

MOM..."Learning what ski bumming is all bout.  Staying at the Travelodge, the best of the worst hotels in town.  No heat they gave us an osliating heater to stay warm.  Probably because of the fire they had here this week.  I not sure I'm cut out for this.  We are going to check out the super 8 they said they would move us if we want.  I haven't taken my coat off since we checked in an hour ago.  Wish us luck

MICHELLE...Ha ha just enjoy the adventure!! Sounds like fun.
BEN...Ski bums don't stay in hotels.  They sleep on strangers couches and in their cars  :)  Good luck!
MOM...Funny thing they said they upgraded us from a room with one queen bed to two queen beds.  But we had to give up something, I guess that was heat.  Your dad said that was the Canadian upgrade:)  I guess we aren't the roughing kinda people so  we are off the the Super 8.  They have free breakfast.
MICHELLE...Lol this is all so funny to me!
DAYNA... Ha Ha
JESSICA...Ha Ha good luck, I think you'll be ok.

THE SUPER 8 IS MUCH NEWER,  AND HAD HEAT.  MUCH BETTER AND A LOT TO LAUGH ABOUT.
THAT IS UNTIL WE GOT TO THE RESORT AND ONCE AGAIN THE MOUTAIN WAS SOCKED IN WITH FOG.  FOR SOME REASON WE JUST COULDN'T GET AWAY FROM IT.  WE DIDN'T HAVE SNOW, JUST FOG.

 

I TRIED, AND TRIED, BUT THE BLUES ON THIS MOUTAIN WERE STEEP. AND IT WAS HARD.  WE DID GET SOME SUN ON THE FAR SIDE OF THE MOUTAIN, BUT THE MOUTAINS WERE SO HIGH AND THE SUN COULD NEVER QUITE GET OVER THE TOP OF THEM FOR VERY LONG.

BY THE END OF THE DAY I FELT LIKE THIS MOUNTAIN HAD CHEWED ME UP AND SPIT ME OUT.  ROLL ME OVER AND POKE ME WITH A FORK, I'M DONE.

I WAS SO SORRY FOR JEFF BY THIS TIME.  WE HAD SPENT A NICE WEEK TOGETHER, BUT I KEPT WIGGING OUT IN THE FOG, SOMETHING WE HAD A LOT OF.  HE WAS SO PATIENT WITH ME

ONE FINAL CHUCKLE FROM FERNIE...FOUND IN THE TEE SHIRT SHOP. IT'S KIND OF AN INSIDE JOKE.  ONE DAY AFTER SKIING  PUT A RIDICULOUS POST ON FACEBOOK USING THE CRAZY SLANG THAT THOSE LITTLE PUNK SNOWBOARDERS USE, THAT NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND.  THIS MADE ME THINK OF THAT

FERNIE IN A NUTSHELL.  I THINK THAT I HAVE DECIDED TO STAY CLOSER TO HOME TO SKI AND THAT THE NEXT VACATION THAT I TAKE WILL BE ONE THAT I DON'T HAVE TO WORK SO HARD TO HAVE FUN.