In human form
and not the snowmen we believed we were going to become on the drive to Banff,
we arrived at our hotel next to the Bow River.
Banff is
amazing. We particularly love the street names and I want to buy apartments on
most of them just to say we live on Wolf Street/ Bear Street/ Buffalo Street… “Oh
hi, yes I live at 22 Wolverine Street”. Ehm, yes please!!
Aside from
the street names, Banff is a lovely place. Very touristy but even with the
hoards of tourists it doesn’t take away from the fact you are surrounded by
stunning impending mountains and random fearless animals – elk and deer this
time, nothing with claws.
As we were
here over my birthday we decided to go skiing at Sunshine Village for three
days to celebrate my 26+1 birthday. Who wants a birthday celebration that only
lasts a day?
We loved
Sunshine Village. As we were here toward the end of the season the slopes were
unbelievably quiet and after a few runs on the ‘magic carpet’, an invention
that I don’t think existed when I was learning as I remember falling off the
dreaded drag lift repeatedly, Lewis was off and going down actual ski runs. Not
just baby ones.
He also
became fearless and decided he much preferred skiing off-piste, as when he fell
he would make a massive ‘PUFF’ with the fresh powder. The skiing was great and
every day we would ski down from the resort to the car park, immediately
wanting to go right back up again.
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