On our last day of skiing, Greg and I went down the slopes 23 times. Yay for getting the most out of my lift ticket! It's the most I've ever done in a single day and about three times as many as I did the first day. I also had a little mishap while on a "surface lift":
On our way to Powder Mountain, we stopped for a few hours at Bryce Canyon.
The mountains in Utah were really picturesque, especially the day after it snowed and all the tree branches were covered in white. Also, it was cold enough to see actual snowflakes!
We also went into town (Ogden) and walked around historic 25th Street. The train station was legit. I like cool historic buildings.
