Seriously. How many people really fall and die when riding a chairlift? (If it's a lot--don't tell me. I don't want to know). The snow was slow and powdery, I was with my best friend (who was being very understanding), and I didn't fall once. So why did I sit in the lodge the rest of the day?
Humph. Because I'm a chicken.
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Was it your first time? I've never heard of anyone falling, but maybe that feeling was a warning from the Spirit. It's also fun to sit in a lodge and drink hot chocolate. :)
Naw...it wasn't my first time. It was like my 6th time! Sitting in the lodge would have been more enjoyable if my guy wasn't so bummed that I chickened out!
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