You know you live somewhere miserable when a ski trip is a chance to feel warm. Yes, I’m serious. I was actually looking forward to the 30 degree temperatures in Steamboat Springs, CO this past weekend, because compared to the frigid Chicago weather, this seemed like a tropical vacation.
We skied. We drank. (Lots of Dirty Hippie) We Ate. (Lots of everything). Check out some trip highlights below.