Thanksgiving is over and in my humble opinion was a success. Seemed like a normal Thanksgiving. I couldn’t tell that the sky was falling all around. But that is probably due to the fact that the snow which was falling blinded me from the greater realities. Snow has a way of doing that, especially when you live in a ski town. Vail is our refuge, a shelter from the storm. We are sheltered here from the everyday, real world storms, by the snow storms (which we are supposed to get again tomorrow).
Snow has a way of making everything good. One thing I noticed immediately when I moved here was that the first thing out of local’s mouths is, “it’s all good.” What a great sentiment. It is all good here in Vail. Even with the minor and major issues we face. Vail keeps things in perspective, and that is the secret to its success.
The mountain is big, very big, and we are small, very small. Even if in your day to day life you are larger than life....when you come to Vail you are put in your place. Not in a violent, jarring way, but in a gentle, falling into a pile of powder way.
It’s all good. Come visit.
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