"$30 per day to park? Fuck that, I'll try my luck with the curb drop-off thing."
"$85 for a snowboard lesson? Fuck that, I'll teach myself. I did it surfing, and only ALMOST killed myself."
"$15 for a cheeseburger and fries? Fuck that, I'll take it. I'm too weak from teaching myself to snowboard to argue."
Thus the summary of our post-Northwestern ski weekend: cheap but fun. We had quite a crowd this year - I think there were 16 of us at one point converging from points as far as LA (me), and Chicago (everybody else). Oh, and I think Heather flew in from New Hampshire or someplace like that.
Anyway, these things are always best done in pictures, so here goes:
And then I got on a plane and stole Terrell Davis' overhead bin.