Week Update 8
I dragged Julia out to Moe Joe's, following the age ol' quote "We'll just go out for a few!"and besides we really needed to make amends after my performance of crying over my jacket- "no ticket no jacket"- I wasn't risking that again, although I did notice the sneak increase in drink prices. We walked into the club, where the atmosphere was very gangster, a well- known rapper was hosting the night, I forget his name but all the guys dressed the part with their baggy clothes and beanies, all conforming to the typical snowboarding image; which makes it very difficult to decipher the talent in the room. The ratio of guys to girls would be six guys to every one girl at the best of times, but to sum up the crowd at Moe Joe's in a more classy term, it was a sausage fest. There eyes near popped out of their heads as we walked in, and this is not me being arrogant by any means, it was the mere fact of "Oh my God! Girls!" And the only other girl in the room, was giving Julia the eyes.
After a quick couple of games of pool, and a minor tantrum with a cue stick which resulted in a near dislocated toe on Julia's part, we left shortly after to another bar. We got to GLC, where we enjoyed a beverage or two when I thought I'd made a friend, as we were chatting about the DJ- hey, we're from Tassie with the belief that everyone wants to be your friend, yes just as I wrote that I realised it screams naivety! when she'd randomly came out with, "You've got really nice hair!" After giving her polite yet confused smile as she'd caught me off guard, I looked around the room to find girls pashing each other on the dance floor. Not knowing which way to look, we sculled our drinks, as I think it was evident that we'd wandered into the wrong bar- you've got to love Gay Pride Week in Whistler! This could explain the overwhelming testosterone in Moe Joe's! Ironically, we ended the night with a hot dog from Zogs before catching the bus home.
I was walking home from work, up the icy hill toward our condo, fighting my way through a fierce snow storm with my head burrowed in my jacket, dodging the spearing snowflakes, as no matter where you're face is positioned, they'll get you in the eye. I can't tell you how many contact lens's have been lost in this war- this weather is a bitch for robbing my contact lenses! Ok, ok...calm down tiger! I think I have conveyed enough of how contact lens conscious I am, anyhow as I was walking up the hill, I noticed this hot guy walking my way. As he came closer, our eyes locked, well I think they were, it was hard to tell with all the snow flying at me, I gave him a polite smile followed by a breath taking opening line of "Hello".And just as the words flew out of my mouth, the motherf@#*% of a hill brought me to my knees as I'd slipped on the ice- his line of "Hello" literally brought me to my knees. Although, the knight I assumed he would be tried to pick me up from the ground, asking whether I was ok, and I couldn't help but let out an obvious fake laugh, as you do when you're both embarrassed and nervous. And to top it off, as my face was exposed to the snow, I walked into our condo to find a rather attractive trail of mascara running from my eyes - WHY WHY WHY!!!! Needless to say, I didn't get his number!
Julia and I went out again the other night, and as it was raining and our Kathmandu jackets are all but water repellent, so the rain was seeping through Julia's jacket. The good friend that I am, I took my jacket off to give to Julia for warmth, and held her jacket whilst we got onto the bus. After laughing about the fact that this guy had asked Julia for directions, and Julia turning to me with "Why would he ask me? Surely I'm the ONLY blonde on this bus?" I accidentally left her beloved Kathmandu jacket on the bus seat. Damn me for being a good friend!!! We have however located the jacket after frantic calls to the bus company
Julia and I did the much talked about Peak to Peak this week, which is really just a 10 minute ride on a gondola from one peak of the mountain to another peak. It was perfect conditions for a photo op, as flicking through our facebook photos, there is an obvious lack of scenic photos, all substituted with the classic drink in hand pose. As per usual, Julia was embarrassingly out of control with the camera, although she did get some pretty amazing shots of the mountain, the views are truly incredible. Here are some long overdue scenic shots!
Love
Lydia and Julia x
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