March 11, 2013 by Katia
It happened to me yesterday. I hiked in the snow.
Well, technically I walked through a really long U shaped snow covered path in a park outside of the city. Well, it was in a smaller city, anyway. So basically I walked through a park in the city in the winter but there was a lot of snow, like A LOT. And a lot of mud and too much walking.
It all started when 36 Year Old suggested we go to this small town that we once visited in the fall. He was thinking hiking, I was thinking great little bistro. He had me at great little bistro so I said yes. The morning of our trip X-Files met Lost and somehow our 6-11 am vanished and we ended up getting there at 1 pm (can someone get David Duchovny on the rotary phone?) The bistro was packed and the owner suggested we come back tomorrow. The dark passenger emerged. A little anecdote about me: I am scary when I don’t eat. Also I’m very dramatic when things don’t go according to expectations. Also also I can’t just eat anything. For the sake of familial harmony we’ve decided to forget about everything else and feed the dark passenger, so we walked into this Thai diner.
With 7 Month Old entering the phase of self expression and actualization through a piercing “AAAAAAA” the deciding factor in choosing a restaurant should be the lack of other diners, which worked out really well with the Thai place.
Besides being empty the restaurant also offered a stuck CD as its musical background and 3 Year Old noted “I smell something yucky here. It’s a Louisa smell” (our beloved late dog). Shortly after sitting down I got up to take off 7 Month Old’s snow suit, at which point 3 Year shot out of his seat with great determination and surmised “Oh good, we’re leaving this place. This place is the baddest”. So we stayed for lunch.
How do you like my hike so far?
When the hunger issue was settled we set out for the hike. This is the sign that welcomed us.
So we stayed for a hike.
Armed with a cute hat, I braved the conditions. Here are some tips I collected on my way (should I maybe call this “journey”??) for other city girls. You’re welcome.
* Where there is snow and park there is also mud.
* Mud is just as slippery as ice but more dirty. Ewww.
* Boys will be muddy.
* Here’s an important one, listen up, ladies. Ducks don’t live in/on ice, so don’t use this one as a premise to lure 3 Year Old into partaking in this journey.
* Don’t forget 7 Month Old’s carrier.
* A cute hat can make you feel a lot better about a hike (see below and possibly above).
* Nature is very Tweetable.
* The best thing about hiking in the snow is that you will most likely not run into any bugs.
After that we drove back home and I curled into a fetal position.
How did you spend your snowy/non-snowy weekend?