Dad and I signed up for a boon-dogle conference in Whister, I got us a slope-side condo on Blackcomb Mt. and we all met in Seattle for the drive over. The weather at Whistler can make or break your trip, but w/ another reason to go, we didn't lose out completely when the weather wasn't cooperating. Good thing too, since it was typical spring conditions w/ the "cascade cement" on the slopes. We also succeeded in addicting Dad to one of our games, Carcassone.
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