The first day, I swear, I thought would end in divorce. The Hubs and I joined our friends on the "bunny" slopes where they all thought they could teach me how to ski. Keep in mind, I'm not the outdoorsy type. Halfway down the slope I pretty much decided that was it for me. My plan was to spend the next 4 1/2 days trotting around town in my cutest winter clothes. Luckily for me, I was talked into taking a ski class. I did a private lesson with the guy the first afternoon we were there (yeah, I left the guys behind after, like, 30 minutes. I was DONE!). He turned out to be a huge help and I was able to acquire some great moves. Ok, he really just showed me how NOT to roll down the hill.
The rest of the trip was a blast! We had dinner at the Timberline Restaurant where I met Heidi's dad, who assured me that the Hills was real life and that Spencer is not near as bad as they portray him. In other words, Heidi isn't as stupid as I thought. If I choose to believe him that is. Crested Butte looks like those Christmas towns people build in their homes with the little light up buildings you can buy from Wal-Mart.
People in Crested Butte were so laid back. Our waitresses were drinking beer and the guys in the grocery store had drunk pictures of themselves passed out. It was hilarious! My pictures won't upload, so I'll have to post them later!