Saturday, December 12, 2009

ski and ride...

This week has been fun, but I think I would have appreciated more hours than more time off. I'm on another three day weekend, my second in two weeks. It's been great getting to know the resort, taking a lesson and watching a snowboarding competition, but I still don't know my job all that well, or even where I will be working. It's very frustrating.

I've made a few more friends with the others in my training class, and yesterday we took advantage of the free skiing lessons they have for employees. It was great to strap on skis again, and it reminded me of how much fun it is. It's a blessing, living three hundred feet away from a lift, I'll be able to ski everyday for free, if I wanted to.

All week, Copper has been hosting the Grand Prix Olympic Qualifying Snowboarding Championships. Today were the finals, mens and womens. Sarah, Carolyn and I got a front row seat along the half pipe to watch the action. We got a chance to meet the snowboarders as they walked back up the hill alongside the pipe. After awhile my feet started to freeze, but it was so much fun.

Tonight, there's a free concert in the village at the Burning Stones Plaza, a little celebration for the competition. Tomorrow, I'm going to check out a church that meets in a movie theatre. I'm excited to see what it's like, and if I'll find a home there.

I sometimes feel homesick, because it's so close to Christmas. But then I remember I'm surronded by others who are also without their families for the holidays and I don't feel so bad.

Friday, December 4, 2009

-9 and smiling...

Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Ralph Waldo Emerson.

I made it to Colorado, and it is cold. The journey out here was not as exciting as my Yellowstone journey, but you cannot blame Iowa and Nebraska for being who they are. I'm very blessed to have a father that enjoys roadtrips almost as much as I do. He shared the driving, the bills and my excitement at starting over in a new place. It's a giant leap of faith, but well worth the risk.

Copper Mountain is a beautiful place. Nestled between the peaks of towering mountains and route 70, about an hour west of Denver, Copper is not quite big enough to be considered a town. But it has it's own post office, town center, and enough resturants and shops to keep me busy for a while. Not to mention a beautiful ski hill, that I get to ski for free.

My room is tiny, barely enough to fit all the clothes I brought with me, but it has a great view. No roomate yet, but I'm praying that God will give me the very best one. I completed training this afternoon, and now have a long weekend to explore my new home. I'm thinking a run down the mountain followed by a driving tour of the nearby town of Frisco.

Last night, the chapel here at Copper hosted an employee dinner. The spaghetti was delicious, and I made some new friends at my table. I'm returning to the chapel on Sunday for the community church service, and I'm excited to meet fellow christians here at Copper. I've made a few friends that attended training with me, but I'm still praying for God to bring me some really close friends.

Overall, I love my new surrondings, and I'm confident that God will bless my time here.

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