Hello Dear Readers!
Does anyone want to know what I did for New Year’s?
Let me tell you anyway!
A couple months ago, I planned a nice three day trip with my grandparents (and PJ) out to Lake Tahoe for New Year’s Eve, to thank them for watching my dogs while I gallivanted about and subsequently studied in Scotland.
They are now the most spoiled dogs in the world. No really, she buys them deli meat by the pound. By the pound!
But I digress.
Tahoe is known as a really excellent place to spend New Year’s, and prices for hotels raise accordingly. Luckily, I had some Hyatt points stashed away from a return on a trip earlier in the year (do you guys remember the Miraval?), so I splurged on the Hyatt Regency Lake Tahoe, spending a total of 60,000 points and avoiding the crazy holiday pricing.
Unfortunately, both my grandparents were unable to come, buuut PJ did, so we spent the three days hanging out in Tahoe, eating, drinking, and skiing.
Well, PJ skied. I rode the bunny hill once and then almost fell out of the chair lift so I had a beer and called it a day. End it on a positive note, right?
We had a blast. And I most definitely did not throw snowballs at PJ’s head. I swear.
– Carissa “Master of the Bunny Slope” Rawson