Whistler

Wow, what a weekend! A group of us went on an overnight trip to Whistler, BC where the 2010 Olympics are going to be! Its a quaint little ski resort town in the mountains about 2.5 hours from Vancouver and we took the bus on the Sea-to-Sky highway, which according to my guide books, is one of the most dramatic drives in BC. It was one of the Mexican's birthdays on Saturday so Ingrid baked him a cake and we were carrying it through downtown Vancouver at 7:00 in the morning on our way to the bus depot. Never thought I would do that!

When we got to Whistler, it was a little cloudy outside but not too bad. We started off by doing the Peak-to-Peak which is the new gondola they built for the Olympics that runs from one mountain top to the other. Amazing views! I wasn't expecting the cold, snow, and wind at the top, but my group of friends are so much like me in that they love to do crazy, stupid things like make snow angels and slide down snow hills. It was a blast.

After the gondola ride, everyone else went to go do zipline. However, due to my frugality and independent spirit, I wandered around town instead. And I am glad I did because it started pouring rain as soon as they left! So I enjoyed my few hours eating in a cafe instead. That night, we went out to eat for Jose's birthday and back to the hotel to relax in the jacuzzi and sing our Whistler theme song: Bob Marley's Three Little Birds. It was the perfect ending to the cold, wet day. We stayed up late that night even though most of us slept only three hours the night before, and just after midnight Cesar shows up to the hotel room with pieces of cheesecake to celebrate my birthday! It was so sweet! So at 12:30 in the morning, we had a feast of our leftover food items to celebrate my birthday and everyone made a toast with our fancy wine glasses filled with water. It's moments like these that are some of the best memories, the random times where we are surrounded by people we love.

On Sunday we went white rapid river rafting! No worries, it was pretty mild; we accidently signed up for the family-friendly trip. Our tour guide was pretty hilarious though, he was from New Zealand and kept making fun of us for our lack of ability to listen to directions (language barrier, ha) and we tried to mutiny him off the raft. On our way home, we split up for part of the trip and most of them got back before I did late Sunday night. When I walked into my apartment, this is what I saw:

They made me a birthday cake! I have such good friends!

(This picture is of me and my two roommates on my birthday, Ivonne and Laila. I am so white!)