Do any of you ever feel like you just need to up and GO? I've only been back in LA for ten days and I'm already bored. I love being home at the beach, sunset bike rides, my friends, and my neighborhood spots, but I'm afraid I'm infected with a serious case of the travel bug. I can't help but get bored and dream about the next places on my checklist. I've just booked myself an 8:30am flight to Denver tomorrow morning. I plan to take full advantage of my season pass, really work on my skiing and maybe even take a class or two with a coach (or just ski with my Dad as much as possible, same thing). Can't wait to rock my big fur coats, cozy knit leggings and snow boots!