So I packed up some water and snacks and caught a Gondola ride up the mountain for some hiking. Not even my painful (bleeding) blisters were going to stop me from seeing the sights.
I hiked to Sawmill Lake just on the other side of the mountain. It was a very peaceful hike and the lake was beautiful. I thought about taking a swim, but the water was so cold.Heading down the mountain I could hear the pool calling my name, so I went to my cabin, changed into my swim suit and limped my way to the Clubhouse.Tuesday came and I grabbed the earliest shuttle to the airport. The driver managed to crash into the median about 4 times heading down the winding road, but we made it safely into Reno.
When I finally caught a flight to Seattle (8 hours later) I was consumed with excitement to see my boys again.
I sure missed them and luckily they missed me a lot too :)