They live on each corner of the country.
This year they call came to the middle here in Colorado.
We have shared so many memories- some of us for over 30 years. From Barbies to Girl Scouts...you name it. We still love each other and cherish making more memories on girl trips every or every other year or so.
These memories only belong to us. I hold them close- the silly one's, the teary one's, the really really silly one's, the real one's. All of them are priceless and always come from honest, raw sister love.
Here are some of moments and memories to be treasured from this trip:
- Linger
- hydration!
- good dreams
- round-a-bouts
- you rock, Brad!
- germ-x anyone?
- picture texting overload
- the "goodies"
- white jeans
- the loaded billionaire
- expensive valet
- bad angles
- restless leg syndrome
- hello mountains
- let's jump!
- maple syrup martinis, octopus and truffle fries
- Ed the pilot
- the wedding window
- ordering pizza at 11pm
- a tiny salmon
- stone heart anyone?
- hello traffic
- you can make it, Sarah!
- train station luxury
- Tag
- the best bread on the planet, ever.
- the gay birthday party
- the Mexican
- bike ride for 5?
- indescribable noises
- exhausted ladies.
- besties forever.
- LYLAS.
Rounded them all together from Denver airport and took them to our favorite downtown restaurant.
Then the best ice cream. Ever.
We got to our resort in Beaver Creek and it was perfection. Right on the river, with huge infinity hot tubs overlooking the mountains. Yes, please.
Massages, check. Pool time, check.
Band playing, check. Good mexican dinner, check.
Laughter until you can laugh anymore, check.
Then off to Vail. To hike, shop, martinis on the river.
The gondola-
Hello mountains. Oh how you are gorgeous.
Hiking and jumping...and jumping...and jumping... and to lunch at the top of Vail.
Another friendly hiker got me in!
So perty.
The next day it was Beaver Creek.
Lunch and a bite!
Then to sit in traffic for waaaay to long coming back to Denver....we rushed and changed and then out to a posh restaurant in Larimar square. We didn't waste any time and stayed out till.... waaaay too long. Um, hello 3am.
Back to the airport. (sniff. sniff)
Union Station was perfect stay- gorgeous and glam and old and renovated and fab-u-lous!
I miss all you lovelies like crazy. We should totally be neighbors. Oh what fun THAT would be!
Love and hugs!
