Airport Adventures

It seems inevitable that anytime you are really excited about something, it gets messed up. Well, due to air traffic control problems, and the incompetence of people working for the National Express, I am stuck in Heathrow airport in London for the night. Awesome. Almost as fun as spending 24 hours in the Paris airport (although that was my fault). I mean, it's not that bad. HOPEFULLY 12 hours from now I will be boarding a flight.
Moving along to happier things. Yesterday was the end of our program in Alicante, Spain. Probably one of the saddest experiences of my life. It's funny how an experience like this one can change who you are forever, and how you can meet people and in four months, feel like you have known them your whole life. In the instance of my Spanish family, I feel like they really are my family, and when I come back to Spain to live here, I plan on visiting them. My little sister here is also thinking about coming to the US next summer to improve her English, and might come to Colorado! I think that would be so much fun. She is a great person and so sweet.
It's interesting to think about how a situation is always what you make of it. At first when I figured out that I had missed my flight, I was pissed off at the people "responsible." Then as I approached the ticket counter, I pretty much started crying because all I really want to be doing is spending time with my family at home, at Christmastime. Afterwards, I realized that there is nothing that I can do about the situation, other than what I had already done. So now I am complacent with the situation. Well... we'll see how I feel about it around 3am.

Snowboarding Tricks

So this is the year where I am going to attempt to perfect my snowboarding tricks. Yep, I'm going to stop being a wuss and actually try and do stuff in the park. (If you have heard about my near-death, idiotic thing that I did last season at Winter Park which involved me trying to hit the highest kicker at Winter Park, without carving at all before... you'll understand why I am afraid... haha). At any rate, my brother's girlfriend showed me this website that I thought was pretty sweet. Check it out here. They have tricks as simple as ollies all the way up to backside 720s if you want to be really intense. This will be how I am going to (hopefully) teach myself to do some cool stuff on the mountain other than just all mountain stuff, which I am best at. Wish me luck! Hopefully I won't come home this season with too many bruises!
Below is also something that I want to be able to do this season... we'll see...

¡Una semana y me voy!

I had not realized (due to my being sick in bed for the last few days) that I have already passed into the single digits of my countdown. In less than a week, I will be on a plane to... London, eventually getting back to the United States. EXCITING!! I hope there is snow. I also cannot wait to see a Delux puppy... he is my favorite. :) Can't wait to see everyone back in the States!! xoxo

Ya estamos en el mes de diciembre!

I am in disbelief at how fast my time has gone by in Spain. And I am at the point where I am literally torn between two ways of life, and I don't know which is better, and I don't know if I really want to leave, or if I want to stay here for the rest of my life. A little dramatic, maybe. haha. First of all, it is December, and with December comes a few things. These are: snow, Christmas, Christmas lights, Christmas songs, family, snowboarding, really good food (and lots of homemade Mexican food), breaks from school, crazy shopping times, lots of baking (so we can all be fat kids), and overall, just good times.

So I must recount a story, simply because it is one of the things I always remember about Christmas so fondly. Stockings. The stocking present is a difficult thing to encounter. There always has to be a lot of little presents. Now, every year, it's the same thing. We buy dad nuts, we all get candy. I usually get an assortment of weird flavored lip glosses that turn my lips weird colors (from the aunts/grandmas of course). But with my mother, we are always at a loss. So every Christmas morning, her stocking is all but empty. So what do we do? My brothers and I run around the house and fill her stocking with a vast array of interesting things that we can find. Namely, coasters, fruit, candy that may be sitting out in a dish, a Christmas ornament stolen from the tree, a magazine laying out on the table. Pretty much anything we can find, we stuff in her stocking, just to make it look full. And then we all get a laugh as she pulls out this mixture of weird things that we have collected from around the house. I mean, we think it's funny. But then again, my family is intensely weird.

Anyways, the point of the story, is that I want to hear some ideas for good stocking stuff I can get for my mumma. Any ideas? Let me know. Oh, and the countdown stands thus: 19 days until I will be home in Colorado (and if there is no snow, I will probably be extremely disappointed).

So I find it slightly odd that upon my return to the States, I literally have the next 48 hours of my life planned out. Here it goes. I land in DIA at 11:30pm on the 20th. Promptly at 6:00am I will be awoken and putting on snowboarding gear, going up to the mountains with my Papo and my brother Jeremy. I believe I will either a. have an awesome day, then crash that night, or b. go up to the mountains, and get extreme altitude sickness, where I will be miserable all day, except I will be content, because there will be snow. And I will sit in the lodge all day watching skiers and snowboarders come down the mountain. Let's hope for A. Next day will be spend braving the gargantuan crowds at Park Meadows Mall... My motivation for this? Nothing other than that I want to spend the day with my mum. And I will be reminded, almost gloriously, of how cheap everything is in the United States in comparison to Spain. :) Oh, and food-wise? I already know that too. First nigh, after snowboarding, my mum is going to make homemade chicken enchiladas (which are absolutely delicious), and in the morning, I am hoping for chorizo and egg burritos.... maybe Chick-fil-A for lunch. And that's that! Does anyone else find themselves planning to a t what they will do when they get home? Or am I just a weirdo. Thought so. 19 more days!