Breathless

Vail takes your breath away. Literally. It’s at elevation 8,150 feet. I’ve been here for 5 days and I still get winded walking up stairs. This does not bode well, considering that the main activity in Vail is physical activity. Everyone wants to go kayaking, hiking, camping, mountain biking, etc. I’m kind of a city girl. Sure, I like taking a walk and a leisurely bike ride is nice, but I am not hard core outdoorsy and all. I don’t think I really fit in here. I wear Rainbows, Coloradans wear Tevas. I work out on an elliptical, Coloradans work out on a mountain. I hate snow, they love snow. I eat whatever, they eat organic. In general, the people here are much more earthy.

My dad and I left on Friday and got to Vail on Monday. I thought the road trip would be boring and horribly long, but it was actually a really good time. Kansas wasn’t even dull. Sure, it was long and flat and there were lots of cows, but we dodged a tornado—that and it was the state with the best billboards. My favorite one was the sign advertising the “world’s largest prairie dog” and a “6-legged steer.” We decided to stop at the exit for this natural miracle and we did indeed see “Prairie Dog Land” but it was a trailer with a bunch of cars from Arkansas in front. Across the street was the truck stop/steakhouse “Colonial Steaks.” We decided to stay in the car and get back on the highway. I like sketch, but I don’t like being kidnapped in a trailer with a giant prairie dog.

My first impression of Vail was not all that fantastic. Sure, the mountains are beautiful and its very scenic, but I got kind of sick the first few days, the town is empty, and the house is very…lived in. Of course, I eventually will get better, more people will show up in June, and the house can…well, that’s kind of unfixable. The house is constantly being lived in, though by different people as the interns are cycled out each semester. There are pots on the stove with crusty food left in them, furniture duct taped together, and sparse kitchen supplies (as in meat tenderizer, but no salt and five skillets but no colander). I was excited to get the queen sized bed, but then I realized that it’s not actually a bed, but 2 mattresses piled on the floor. I went to Wal-Mart and bought some sheets today since all I was provided was a questionable comforter.

The work is fine. The station I work for is in its off-season as well, so I don’t really have a set schedule or job. I just kind of show up at 10 and work until whenever they run out of stuff for me to do. Today, I drove to another town to pick up a tiny sample of felt from a sign design store. I’ve gotten to do some more filmy and editing type stuff as well, but so far nothing has been new. The station reminds me of NDtv times 2—it’s bigger, but still loose in organization and casual. I guess that’s good, but hopefully things will be more professional once they start their regular season.

Vail is kind of tough to adjust to. I know, you probably don’t believe me or think I am a total pansy for not being able to adjust to a “mountain paradise.” But it is pretty lonely and I feel kind of like I’ve been banished to Siberia for the summer. There are 4 boys to every girl in Vail. These sound like favorable odds, but I miss hanging out with girls. I have no one to go see the Sex and the City movie with and I’ve been banished to my room since the boys are playing video games and watching sports downstairs. I could try to be that outdoorsy, granola, sports-loving, alphabet-belching, video-gaming kind of girl, but that’s just not me. We’ll see how this goes…

Here is a song that describes my experiences and emotions in Vail thus far:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Icv6DgZ-9O4