Since I arrived on Tuesday, the weather in Vail has been nothing short of amazing. It's been sunny and warm every day, getting up to about 40 degrees at the top on the Gondola. I've picked up more of a tan in the last few days than I did in a year of living in the tropics.

Vail hasn't seen much snow in the last two weeks yet the slopes are still great with hardly any icy patches. The resort does a great job of keeping the mountain groomed for perfect skiing conditions. That said, the valley could really use what the locals call "a dump".

Today, the snow is supposed to start falling again and should continue in flurries all week long, which should make for great skiing. Hopefully I won't freeze my tuchus off.

***UPDATE*** It's now 7:33am (mountain time). The day is starting here in Vail and as I look outside my window I can see massive flakes of snow drifting silently to the ground. It's beautiful. Yet somehow the thought of standing outside at the top of the mountain isn't nearly as appealing a prospect as it was yesterday.