Tomorrow I fly down to California. Don't worry, I'm not leaving Canada permanently. A bunch of us are heading to Coachella festival, and it promises to be most awesome. It will be good to get out of the Whistler bubble for a few days as well. Living in Whistler definitely removes you from the rest of the world to a certain extent.
My girlfriend was here for a couple of weeks, which was excellent. We stayed in Vancouver for a while, and spent a week in Whistler as well. There was no 'reintroduction' period, and it didn't feel like we hadn't seen each other for five months. We went bungee jumping in Whistler, which was amazing. A very strange feeling looking over the edge, knowing you'll be falling 100+ feet in a second or two. It was great fun though, highly recommended.
Staying in Vancouver was a lot of fun as well. We had some tasty, cheap meals on most nights, and had probably the best curry I've had in a long time. I FINALLY bought some new jeans as well, so I can retire the ones with the huge hole in the crotch. Bonus.
I'm now on the verge of being jobless and homeless. This isn't necessarily a bad thing though. I was getting a touch bored of folding t-shirts at Billabong. And whilst working at Prime was awesome, mostly because of the tasty free food (and copious amounts of alcohol), the head chef at the Chophouse offered me a job there so when Prime closes I'll still be the Fastest Dishwasher in the West.
And whilst the Dream House has been a lot of fun, it's no longer the Dream House. The hot tub is broken, the toilet doesn't work properly and there are scary things living in the bottom of the fridge. Also, there are much better houses where I can have a double bed in my own room for half the rent. Get ready for a blog about the SuperDream House in a week or two.
Unbelievably, April has been really snowy. Last week I had some of the best runs on the mountain that I've had all season. Hopefully Blackcomb will be open for most of May as well, because I've missed a couple of weeks on the mountain recently. Time to get back in the park and start hitting the medium jumps again. I've invented a new trick. It's called the Chocolate Sundae. I don't know how to do it yet, but the name lends itself to so many variations that it pretty much invents itself. Look out for it at the next X Games.
By the way, how good is tea? If this journey has taught me anything, it's that you can never have too much tea. Conversely, one of the worst things that can happen to a person is to look into the tea box and see nothing but space. Truly, truly terrifying.
The summer promises to be a lot of fun. A new house, hopefully a lot nearer the village, a lot of sun and some very good mates. Don't worry though children, I'll be back in England at some point.
Today's wisdom: always go for the Golden Soldier.
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