Now this next part of the story has been done again and again- it was probably done best by bill murray. bill murray is the best at everything. But, i digress. In this case, these are true events that you should take to heart.

For some reason the ghost of skiing past visited the samoan first. Perhaps she dug up some of his grave when she ate it in the new Frenchman glades. The ghost of skiing past rose from the powder and immediately went into a furious rant; he went on and on about bike trails ruining his sacred ground. Redemptions must be made. The samoan agreed, but alas, how could she help? She was a flatlander now, living in Brooklyn. She only spent 30 days at Sun Valley a year. The ghost of skiing past agreed she was worthless and poofed off into the air.

The samoan tucked that experience in the back of her mind for her to remember later and side powder slashing ensued with her dad, the giant, and lil bro. Proper bumps were had by all- Limelight, Holiday, and Rock Garden laps complete with top tacos. They finished with some beer at Averell's, where they cook fancy food on a hot plate. Just like prison.