I will be honest… I stopped writing in my journal after the first 5 days so I am writing this from what I remember. It was friday, we decided to go to Lake Louise to enjoy the view and to of course, ski. I will post pictures later but I have to say the view was incredible. They have a hotel right beside the lake where we found an ice carving contest and some other interesting shots but in the end, the view of the lake between these big mountains was amazing.
The skiing was tough because these were the biggest mountains we have skiied yet. My Mom, wanted to go down a whole run without stopping. I wasn’t sure I was up to it but I decided to go for it. I went first and 45 seconds into the run I hit a rock or something and almost fell. I stayed standing and kept going. About 30 seconds later my leg felt like it was having a stroke… the worst part is, I am talking about my good leg. I got down to the bottom without stopping but needing to catch my breath. I figured i would have a minute to do so while I waited for my Mom. She arrived at the bottom 5 seconds after me. She was all cheery. I felt very out of shape.
One other interesting story from this ski trip is a gondola ride my Mom and I went on up the mountain. We were sitting across from a young couple and my Mom started “small talk” with them. They said they were from New Zealand. My Mom immediately starts talking about the Austrialian open tennis tournament being played that week. The guy was nice and seemed to try to go along with the conversation (it is a 12 minute gondola ride) although I couldn’t tell if he knew what sport my Mom was even talking about. After that my Mom mentioned that there seemed to be a lot of Austrialians around Banff. The New Zealand girl agreed. My Mom continued to talk about it but I heard something my Mom didn’t. When the girl agreed I sort of got the idea “I wish there were less”. Now I remember watching a comedy about how New Zealanders and Aussies don’t get along so I think this conversation is going bad but I couldn’t exactly elbow my Mom to tell her this so I just sat back and enjoyed it.
In the evening, watched the Raptors win again. I had tickets for this game but I had to give them away because of the trip. That reminds me, my Dad hasn’t given me the money for them yet.