Leave it All to Me

Today we headed over to Lincoln, NH to go snow tubing on Loon Mountain. As we spent the long weekend in Vermont, my parents decided that because I loved sledding so much, it would be great to try out tubing. So we drove the hour and 15 minutes to New Hampshire from Grandma and Grandpa Basner's house. It was a really nice day as the sun was shining and it was in the mid-30's which meant there were tons of skiers and snowboarders.

When we finally located the snow tube shop, we picked out a tube and headed across the way to the Tots Hill. I was so excited because I got to drag the tube around. When we got to the top of the hill, I willingly got into the tube and was ready to go. With my mom at the top and my dad at the bottom ready to catch me, I took off and slid down the hill. I landed at the bottom with a smile on my face acting like I was ready to go again. But once we got to the top of the hill I grew leery, but got in the tube again and traveled down the hill. When I got to the bottom I had a another big smile on my face. However, by the time I got to the top of the hill, this being my third time, I decided that I didn't really care for the tube. I went two more times and that was it. By the final time, I was protesting anything that had to do with the tube.









Leave it all to me to drive two and half hours round trip, spend $10 to find out I hate snow tubing, have some decent pizza for lunch, play ball with a complete stranger from Maine, and add a new state to my passport, New Hampshire. Priceless!