Whistler Follies Part 1
| posted by Mason W Monday, January 05, 2009 | 1 Comments |
Ok so, I'm going to attempt to type with my left hand (I broke my right wrist snowboarding) so please excuse me if there are any typos or errors...Before Christmas, I had the pleasure of spending five days and four nights at one of the most beautiful resorts in the world: Whistler. The mountains scatter across the sky in all directions, white powdery snow trickles down their edges; it's a view that for anybody who can appreciate the outdoors is second to none. It's European style villas, checkered with chocolate shops, booming lodges, hotels, and condos surround a snowy path with liquor stores, an Amsterdam cafe, and some of the most beautiful bars I have ever seen. If you closed your eyes and wished for something I imagine that it would be somewhere in Whistler. Did I mention that the women there are gorgeous as well????!!
Despite Whistler's aesthetic beauty and bravado, it was the company of two friends of mine that made the trip so memorable, Stefan and Josh...Being that much of our trip was filled with shenanigans and outright debauchery, I'll leave out some of the details and let those of you who get a chance to read this to fill in the gaps as you wish.
First things first, when you get a chance to spend 3-5 days somewhere, it's important to not waste any time. When you get there, enjoy every second of it, because it passes by so quickly that you want to be able to savor every moment. We arrived in Whistler on the 18th of December, and settled into our hotel around 6:00 PM. Despite being a little tired from being in a car for several hours, we immediately showered up, dressed up, had a few drinks, and off we went to dinner.
A side note, for those of you who drink alcohol like myself, if the opportunity arises that you can get a few cases of beer, or liquor for a good deal (better than at an expensive resort), take full advantage; we stopped at the Duty Free at the US-Canadian Border and each got a liter of alcohol, and snuck a 30 pack of Coors light across as well (in four nights and five days, we drank most of it!!)
Buzzed, elated, and ready to ROCK Josh, Stefan and I swaggered through the village, taking in every scene, every bar, and the atmosphere around them. Garfunkle's, which I wrongly pronounced as Bowinkles several times throughout the trip (the alcohol had it's unique effects) and Maxx Fish, were both close to our hotel, they were both busy, and both had women coming in and out, IN and OUT, IN, haha, ok.. you get the picture; it was going to be one of these places. Being that my twin brother met his girlfriend at Maxx Fish, I convinced the guys to go there...
NIGHT NUMERO UNO .... MAXX FISH ESCAPADES
We didn't get into line until about 10:30, which is early in a lot of places... not in Whistler. We stood in line, in the FREEZING, BLISTERING, BELOW ZERO cold for about an hour before we got in... there were several people miserably huddling next to each other, not us, despite the weather, we were here to have a good time, so we decided to start making friends with the people around us; playing little games, squeezing into random peoples' circles and starting group hugs and conversations... When you get lemons, make some freaking lemonade! One of the doormen looked cold, so Josh started talking to him, and eventually says, "you need to get yourself some hand warmers!" The doorman replied, "you guys get me hand warmers tomorrow I'll take care of you if there's a line..." Well played Josh, I felt like this vacation was starting to open up, opportunities and doors that for most people don't exist were beginning to form...
LESSON LEARNED: ADAPTABILITY, you never know how things will play out, all you can do is adapt, and make the most out of each situation.
When we finally made it passed the doorman, he slipped us (even though we hadn't gotten him any hand warmers) a few 'no cover, no line' passes as we strolled into the warm bar. The coat check girl was gorgeous, probably gets hit on a thousand times a night, so I made a point to say something clever to her as we checked in. While Josh and Stefan took the coats I noticed that she was wearing a coat so I said to her, "let's go dance, you can bring your coat, I won't tell the coat check, ohhh u are the coat check... nevermind, damn" then I smiled and kept walking...when she smiled back as I walked down the stairs I felt confident that the night was going to be amazing.
We walked down this stairway that twisted and turned, and toward the bottom you could start to hear TI "you can have whatever you want" playing, in my head I was thinking arrogantly, 'whistler, the party has just arrived.' We found our way over to the bar, simultaneously checking out the scene, and in all honesty, I wasn't very impressed... It wasn't so much that there weren't women, because there were, it was more that there were soooo many men, I felt a little overwhelmed. It took me about thirty minutes to really begin feeling good again, feeling confident to go and meet new people. I snapped this by standing up on one of the several stages that encircled the dance floor and began dancing by myself, acting AS IF there was no other place I would rather be, and pretty soon, that's how I felt...

LESSON LEARNED - Don't have any expectations, just accept your reality for what it is, and make it the best of it. SNAP it by doing something bold but comfortable (for me dancing actually is comfortable)
Stefan, Josh, and I separated for a little while; this was a result of the unprecedented ratio, and that approaching any girl with three guys was probably a regular occurence there, so we split. After a few numbers, a few kisses, and a 32 year old that I told was too young for me (I'm 22) following me out, we left Maxx Fish with a salty taste in our mouthes, not because we didn't have a great time, but because we new there were better bars to be had and precious time to have them...
to be continued...
Be Bold,
Mason
to be continued...
Be Bold,
Mason
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