1/23/09 Sintra

April 9-With a crashing roar, the ski lifts closed for the season. Folks walking down Elk Ave. might not have heard the cacophony, but it resonated to me, and for a few days threatened to send me into darkest despair. In retrospect and introspect, I have three words: Get a life.
To hell with that. I have a life, and at least for the cold months, my life and lifestyle involve skis and skiing. My transition to warm month activities is sometimes shaky. Most of the time I face it cold-turkey, but occasionally make attempts to taper off my gravity fix by spring skiing in the backcountry.

Greetings from Copenhagen, Denmark! Yes I have done it again, convinced the University of Northern Colorado to let me study abroad. Not only am I studying abroad; I will be student teaching. Heaven help the poor children of Karlsrhue, Germany. No, I still do not speak German.

Before arriving in Denmark I landed outside of London and made my way to Cambridge for a day or so, what a cool city. Since I do not think I am ever going to graduate school I think someone I know needs to go there so I can go and visit again. It's just a suggestion.