Two winter's ago my oldest brother Nathan was living in Calgary and wasn't in the best living conditions, so my parent's decided it would that they would kill two birds with one stone and satisfy me and my dad's itch to get out on to some real mountain boarding and to go supply Nathan and visit him, and also have my first plane ride. We packed and left, as we waited for the plane me and my brother bickered and fought but in a brotherly kind of fun way. When we arrived at around 11:30 Nate didn't look or smell so hot hah, and was pretty hungry so we decided to grab some grub. By the time we got all our bag's and stopped lolly gagging the only place still open was a super crazy nice french cuisine place.
At dinner the truth finally surfaced Nathan had been living homeless in Calgary, and had been telling my parent's that he had a house to stop my mom from being the worry wart she is. But he had a house lined up and had a steady job. The next morning we decided to hit the slopes at Lake Louise in Banff, this was probably the funnest part of the trip seeing both of my brother's strapped onto ski's and when they fell spraying them with snow, and fighting at the bottom on the hill/on the lift. After that we went out for some dinner and went back to the chalet, for some hot tubbing and poker!
We did the same thing for about 2 day's then on the third day we helped move Nate into his house, he had one roomate who was a really nice girl ( my parent's definitly were pissed about him living with a girl he wasn't married to but they delt with it, and held it in ). We cleaned the house all day and made it so nice, my parent's went out and probably spent ALL there retirement savings on food and oatmeal.
No more time or inspiration.
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