After our awesome ski trip last weekend, the kids were excited to head back to Tahoe. Grace was up for making it a family trip this time. We didn’t commit to go until Thursday because of the weather and schedules. I spent Monday and Tuesday negotiating with Lucas about ski school and he finally said, “okay, but just two more days,” which was the number of days we planned to ski.
Last weekend, I was sandwiched between Olivia and Lucas on a murphy bed in a studio condo, 2 flights up, and a bus ride away from the mountain. With Grace in tow, we somehow ended up at the Ritz-Carlton. There were so many conveniences of staying there that I have no idea if I could ever go back:
- It’s mid-mountain, where the snow and ski school are located
- The point about the ski school is actually moot, because they have classes that meet right outside the “Mountain Concierge”
- Said “Mountain Concierge” is where they keep your boots, shoes, etc. and place your skis and poles in the snow for you
- We never even made it down to the village the whole weekend, which saved me from the horrors of the bungee trampoline sideshow and the skating rink
Grace took it easy on Saturday. Julie, Albert, and Albert’s brother’s family were all at Northstar, too, so we had dinner together on Saturday night. Super apologies to the other parties sitting in our area. One party only lasted until their water was poured before requesting a different table.
On Sunday, Grace rallied for an “Ultimate 4s” ski lesson, but she was the only one, so it was effectively private. I spent the weekend skiing the same two runs on the back side. After a quick stop at the room to get my goggles, I made it back to the same lift on the back side. I was a single all weekend, listening to music, and in my own world. I got on the quad and noticed the person on the end had the same skis Grace rented. Then I noticed this person was also named Grace Rhee. Hey! I didn’t expect to see her back there, so it was a funny coincidence.
Grace called it a day at lunch time and we met up with the Sutarias, who we ran into the day before. We cleaned up, packed, got the kids, and were on the road by 4pm to make it to Lafayette to have dinner with Dave at Addy and Charles’s house.
It was a short but wonderful family trip together. Both kids have turned the corner on ski school and even Lucas is enjoying it and can’t wait for our next ski adventure. I’m hoping for a late season so we can make it happen.