Sunday and Monday were pretty much about Whistler. I spent most of Monday getting ready to get out. The sun was shining and I was very excited about the night and next day to follow.
I bought a new outfit for the night. I took one of my old jeans and just them right above the knee. Then I went out and bought a Las Vegas Choppers shirt in a children’s size medium, and a hat from Corrections Canada. I cut the sleeves off the shirt, put on the jeans, and here was the result;
I was quite happy with it. I eventually rubbed the shirt around in some dirty to make sure that I had the look down pat. That outfit did not come off until about 2am the next morning.
Tyler, Adam, and David came to my house early to pick up my snowboard and boots, then headed off early so that they can check in. I had to stay behind and give Billy and Bryan a ride up. It was a little frustrating as Bryan told me that he’d be off work at 7pm. When I went to go see him, he said he’d be off work “soon, some time between 7 and 8.” It was at that point that he clarified that his shift was ‘open’ and that it pretty well depends on the volume at the bar. We eventually went on our way by 755p.
The drive up to Whistler wasn’t bad. The roads were dry and there was a decent amount of daylight left. We also went for a food run before leaving surrey, so we didn’t have to stop in Squamish. Even though I wasn’t able to maintain my goal of going at least 100km/h the whole way, we still made it to Whistler (from Surrey) in 1 hour and 44 minutes - that’s from the Wendy’s on Scott Rd by 96th, to the front door of The Delta Whistler.
Tyler, Adam and David had already gotten started at the hotel room;
I also noticed this and almost couldn’t believe my eyes. In the end, they told me that it was actually just hot chocolate mix and that it’s totally take to lick the stuff off the seat.
Soon after we got our stuff ‘unpacked’ (and I used that term loosely) we headed out for drinks, despite having already brought enough alcohol to kill an elephant.
We usually go to the Dubb Linh, but Billy suggested going to the Longhorn Saloon. I was a little skeptical, but I knew that we all needed to keep an open mind about it. The first sign was the line up to get in. The second sign was the fact that there was a cover to get inside. I would’ve understood if I thought we were going to a club, but I wanted to get some shepard’s pie, have half a guiness, then retreat back to the room. The third sign was the hip hop music. I don’t enjoy clubs much so I didn’t get get too much out of the experience. The only cool thing about it was that we met a couple of aussies. Adam was the one who talked to them the most. I had a couple words about cars, but that was about it. Was it all worth the $8 cover, expensive drinks, and all the cold outside? I don’t think so. Next time, I’ll be going to the Dubb Lihn.
We went off to 7-11 after that so I can grab some food. Billy was nursing as he broke his wrist while running from the Longhorn. I bought be some beef jerky and salt and vinegar chips. We went back to the hotel after that and it was about 140a by that time. The other guys went to sleep pretty quickly. I think I fell asleep around 2 or so. I can’t remember. Oh, I bought a Hungry Man too. A pound of food is a lot smaller than those commercials might make it seem to be.
The next day it was raining. We were taken quite aback by it. We had breakfast at Black’s and reconvened back at the room. We decided not to go snowboarding because the clouds had completely covered the ridable part of Blackcomb (which only had two chairs serving it). Instead, we decided to rent mountain bikes. That was pretty fun. We did a lotta small stuff. Billy was king of it all since he rides bikes, but the rest of us were taking it easy.
We stopped for lunch at McD’s. Bryan was paranoid about leaving our $800 rented bikes outside unlocked. I suppose he didn’t notice the $5000 bikes that were unlocked sitting next to ours.
We dropped off our bikes at the rental store at 300p and went back to the Delta to hit up the hot tub. It was fun and Bryan had an egg thrown at him. He was quite upset, but it wasn’t a direct hit so it was ok. A trip to the Glass Elevator completed the trip and I was back in Vancouver by 7pm.
I hung out with Meg later on that evening. We tried to get food but everyone was closed early because of the holiday. We just went back to my place where I grabbed a bite to eat. Meg wasn’t hungry so she had none at the time (quite thankfully too cuz I didn’t have time to make steak or something that she would like much better).
Tomorrow is the City and Colour concert. Three years in a row! This guy must be tired. haha
