The month of Big White

OMG WOW! There is nothing more than I can say. Every morning I wake up dumbfounded (and slightly hungover) when I look out my window and realise that I am in the one of the most awe inspiring places in the world. If I could capture happiness in a bubble and share it with everyone it would be Big White.

I am going on one month breathing thinned air, drinking Okanagan beer, eating bacon, bacon bacon and working, living and playing with some of the most seasoned partiers! I have made it my mission to know and love every single person on the mountain, and its making my family even bigger. My life could not taste any sweeter then what it does right now. And the best thing is we haven't even officially opened the mountain yet. We are 2 days away from sharing the love of the Big White family with the rest of the world and i'm so freaking excited! 

I pulled out Mila, my new board but a few days ago, yes we have a few kinks to work out but I cannot wait to take her to see some real champaign powder, it's what I assume walking on clouds would be like. The thought excites me so much that I am walking away for a few moments.... 

Here are some photos of what I experience every day here at Big White. I hope you like.

Its Snow Much FUN!!!

 

The week that was Vancouver

Well last night in Vancouver! Plan is pretty chill. Everyone in the hostel seems to be a little worse for wear today, because of Halloween so its not just me. There have been some riveting stories retold today and it brings cheer to my face not only are they truly epic drunken moments that all of the shameful ones are not me. Though in saying that my night was reasonably tame. I had to call it quits after realising that the strongest cheapest saki is cheap for a reason. However it did lead to some DnM time with fellow snow goer Steph and now good friend Steph. 

Halloween had been talked up so much that once again it was one of those events whose potential is there but was far from what I had been lead to believe. In saying that I can say with such confidence it was the weather. It has been non stop cloud and drizzle since I landed on Wednesday morning, its clear that say its put a damper on alot of peoples spirits. Therefore it is my mission next year to seek out the greatest Halloween street party in the northern hemisphere.

Due to the weather as well I havent really been bothered to explore this city too much. Again I can see that it teems with potential but I find it to be more of a town rather then that of a city. City's to me are the busy London's, New York's and Paris's. This is more of an Edinburgh but a little bigger, but does have the one thing that makes a city a city, street bums, which are ever plentiful. But I did venture out over Granville Bridge to South Granville, where my likening for the city actually lies. Its a much prettier side to the city and people over there are even more friendly then the ones in Yaletown and Westend. Not only that they actually have some pretty decent shops and the side streets where lined with the Red, Yellow and Green leaved trees, which as Steele says are "very canadian".

Tomorrow I leave to head to Kelowna on a Greyhound Bus. I am actually looking forward to it because although its about 6 hours, I'm told that the scenery is amazing. This time though I am not getting my hopes super excited, and it will be what it will be. It will be sad to leave the lovely people I have met at the Samesun but, off to bigger and better things. I will endeavour to get some pictures up at some point, but here is one from last night! Mad Cow!

Au Revoir Dearest Bed

Have you ever experienced the feeling of longing for something so much and finally fulfilling its realisation only to have it removed from your grasp ever so soon again. It's an indescribable feeling for me, because as much as I longed for my bed, I longed for the bed of other so much more. Oh Canada. 

After six months of couch surfing with the best of my friends, I have finally moved home into the bliss of my own bed. The luxurious saturn, and comforting feel of my own queen size bed and I finally reunited. 

Alas I felt dirty like, like an abused whore after a nights escapade of clients. To know that soon I will be with another so soon, I couldn't bear it. If only her wooden frame was not so strong and alluring, I wouldn't have cared. But oh how I want to be in her, from now until I depart. 

I think she knew, for our final nights she treated me rough. Now I know others would say that it was a mixture of excitement and anxiety of a new life that I was soon to embarked, but I knew. I knew that she knew that I was thinking of another. Another that will surely only serve the purpose of the dirty whore I describe but earlier, but none the less it was not her. 

My head has been pounding now for several hours and though I lie within her knowing this will be the last night for a long time, she offers me no comfort. I no longer care. what I felt moments ago has passed. I'm too tired, too excited and far to anxious about giving everything up I know to embarked on  one of the experiences of my lifetime. 

I've always pleaded that the world was a game. Like a playground. Getting out of the sandpit and heading to the slide. 

Stay Tuned....

Breaking the Desk Chain

I never went without as a child, though I never had it all. I had needs and wants, fads and fazes. Somethings stay with you forever and some you forget about after a week. Travelling the world is an experience that some go without, some never need or want or even cross there mind. But... For me travelling is a life enriching game, that I crave, I want and need and will NEVER tire of, or probably win. As long as I commit, I know she will give return.

Hi my name is Melinda, I'm 24 and currently reside in Newcastle Australia working as an accountant. But not for long... I'm trading my calculator for a Snowboard and hitting the slopes of BC, Canada at Big White Ski Resort. Say bye bye computer and hello scrubbing brush. I have a position as Hotel Housekeeping Supervisor, and start on the 5th November. And right now, 20 days out from a one way ticket to Canada I'M SO FREAKING EXCITED!!!

How did I get here. I didn't come to this decision lightly that's for sure. I had a great job and great people around me. Family. Friends. But... I couldn't resist, it was too easy. I love it when things fall into place, and just work, like snow on slope. After one phone call to my travel agent and dear friend Hayley, and a string of Facebook posts to my best friend Jarrad, who resides in London these days, I found myself dialing The Working Holiday Club. And from the moment I had the phone interview, I knew, this is it. I am moving to Canada. 

Whilst I refer to my job as being great, it is stressful, no doubt about that, and probably attributes greatly to my loving relationship of alcohol. Having TWHC help me not only apply for my visa, secure me a job and throw AWESOME parties, it was a welcome ease into my life. If I had questions, they were answered. If i was feeling nervous about further interview, they pulled me back to earth with "secret being awesome" tips. If I needed to communicate with fellow Canadian goers, they put my onto there various social networking sites. And if I just wanted chill and actually hangout with some like minded people, they throw a shindig! I've already met so many people that I truly love and i'm not even there yet. Another bonus to travelling the world. I cannot believe how easy its been, and its made the wait so much more bearable. 

Some final thoughts before I finalise my first ever internet blog. What lies before may not be easy, leaving friends and family. What I hope is that it's everything I dream and from what I have experienced so far it will be. I'm breaking the chain from my desk and jumping back into the world that I crave so much!


Peace Out
See you on the slopes (i'll be the one on my arse)