Lake Tahoe
is where we went over the weekend for not skiing. Skiing was the original plan, but two days before we left I came down with a nasty cold. My voice has been completely shot for the past couple days.
Instead of skiing, on Sunday we drove right on to Reno and unpacked in Peppermill. We went to the sushi bar somewhere between Circus Circus and Elderado (while we were waiting for seats I won a fish plushie at the cork-gun stall), then went back to our hotel, where Tansen and I lolled around watching TV.
Monday was great. We stayed in a Hyatt on the shore of Lake Tahoe. The lobby and gift shop had this really nice sort of Native American theme, and the rooms were really comfortable too. It had been really misty, so even though we were right by the lake, we couldn’t really see anything. Food was great, waiters/waitresses were very friendly. If I hadn’t been constantly coughing up the contents of my throat then it would have been a very peaceful, relaxing stay. Except for my history homework.
I also got to swim while it was snowing, which was really fun. Big contrast between the hot tub and the air above the hot tub. The pools were warm, but no one wanted to pop out or keep their head above water for too long. The snow on the ground was barely three or four feet away.
Hee. ::sticks out tongue::