Real Snow

I may have snarked before about "snow" in Tennessee. It does snow here in Nashville, but it's usually only an inch or two, and the ground is usually warm that it melts almost immediately. Nothing like what I am used to in Chicago. And certainly nothing like where Young Man and I just got home from.



We traveled to Whistler, BC, two hours north of Vancouver, site of 2010 Winter Olympics. And the special occasion was my brother's wedding. I consider Young Man a seasoned pro at traveling. His passport is well stamped. He's been all over the world - Taiwan, Indonesia, Canada - and all over the United States. It shouldn't surprise anyone how completely laid back he is about traveling such long distances. Even when tired and hungry, he can be reasoned with: "when we get off the plane, we'll find you something to eat."



There isn't too much to do for smaller children if they don't want to hit the slopes. There is 3 year old ski school but Young Man wasn't interested. We were able to at least watch the skiers and riders by riding the gondola up the mountain. The Whistler/Blackcomb Peak 2 Peak gondola that connects the peaks of the two mountains. Truly awesome.



My niece, my Sister's baby girl, is the cutest niece ever. She is so happy and very photogenic. I think I got really lucky in the lighting. It was slightly overcast but still bright, and the gondola is surrounded by windows all around.



It it pretty rare to have my immediate family all together - Mom, Dad, Brother and Sister. Some of my first cousins made the journey to British Columbia as well. Sometimes I feel so isolated here in Nashville. It was great to be surrounded by family for a celebratory occasion.