Waking up in Reno

There are few things in life more uplifting than waking up to a whole new world of blissful white.  This is the feeling you get when dozing off the night before with the often times dull brown surroundings ( Reno is in a high desert altitude ) and waking up amidst a completely different, joyous chorus of snow covering everything the eye can see- makes you feel exhilaratingly calm for some reason.   Maybe its the color, or the complete  transformation of the character of your surrounding.  Almost makes you feel like a new born- makes you feel renewed.  Forgiven. 

That's what so delightful about living here.    Having four seasons makes this place feel like  a Mecca of flavorful dishes.  It gives us something to look forward to.  Four different seasons giving birth to four completely different activities. 

I was having dinner with a couple of friends from Northern California.  Having just conquered the mountains of Tahoe with their snowboards and skis I asked them how often they would go to the mountains in the winter season, "seven to ten" they replied, and quickly added,"when the snow comes late.."  ohh ok.  "but in a winter season like this (apparently we had an early  snowfall) we'll be coming here at least fifteen times. 

I began to do the math.  15 times  3.5 hours= 52.5 hours of travel (via land).

And for us 'Reno-ites'? an hour of drive times fifteen.  I now understand what they were ranting about: 'Man-you're-one-hour-away-from-Tahoe-what-aren't-you-here-everyday!'

'I am more of summer guy.' I silently replied.

That's the beauty of living here.  Reno is like an unfettered father equally loving his twelve kids.