Vail, Colorado
After a long night of booze and the likes (late-night smores and Wii), we woke up with about 5 inches of powdery perfection on the ground. I thought it looked magical softly floating in the dark sky on the way home after the bars, but in fact when there's a snowfall like that in Vail, the most magical part about it is salivating at the thought of plowing through it the next morning. A very crowded bar scene so thinned out and looked like a ghost town. About half...