I have never been to Reno. But that was my route to Tahoe. In fact I have never been to Nevada, or Atlantic City. So imagine my surprise at what I saw as I walked off the concourse at the airport:
If I was a luckier person....
Nothing prepared me for the beauty of Tahoe. I spend five wonderful days with wonderful people - quickly becoming my favorite travel companions:
They got me on the black diamonds and remained infinitely patient when I needed to catch my breath. Ah, to be in my 20's again.
Who would have suspected such a beautiful place could straddle the borders of Nevada and California. The most beautiful place I have seen since southwest Colorado, British Columbia and Alberta.
This is a view of the bowl we skied at Alpine Meadows.
We finished one day with a stop at Lake Tahoe. It reminded me of Detroit Lake in Oregon, but on a grander scale.
Over half my life is over. How do I spend the remaining part in a place like this.
What are the possibilities I could meet a guy who lives in Tahoe?
Thanks for a wonderful trip, everyone!
Thursday, March 30, 2006
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2 comments:
I miss being on vacation. Let's go back!
I'm so glad you had fun. Isn't that area beautiful??!!
I went when I was very young, not even old enough to gamble, but did anyway..LOL
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