Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Countdown to Powell

It is so nice to have a vacation to look forward to isn't it? We are in the beginning stages of planning our second "annual" Lake Powell excursion (except that we skipped last year due to our crazy living situation so it's more like a bi-annual excursion)...a.k.a. Powell Palooza 2.0. House boating on Lake Powell was one of the best, most memorable vacations we've had and we have been itching to go again for nearly 2 years now. We're heading back to paradise the first week of September and CANNOT WAIT!

Top Powell Palooza 1.0 Memories:

1. A week on a houseboat, on an absolutely gorgeous lake with huge red rock canyons (amazing scenery)
2. 80 degree water and 90 degree air temp
3. All the wakeboard/water ski time (on GLASS) you could ever ask for
4. Long boat excursions through towering slot canyons 
5. The endless blasting of our favorite beats and singing and dancing like total tards (Top playlist beats: All UB40 jams, DEUCES, Enrique- I Like It, Stuck like Glue, Six Pack Summer, Summer of '69, Hurt so Good, Purple Rain, MJ and many, many more)
6. The 12 of us floating in an enormous cove in our life vests with COLD BEER
7. The water slide...so fun
8. Awesome meals/dishes duty pre-planned and designated ahead of time
9. 30, 30-packs of beer...yep, that's 900 beers for those of you doing the math
10. Katy Perry/Disney song/dance and theater show performed by the girls
11. Bonfires on the shore under a clear sky full of bright stars with 11 of your favorite people
12. Laying out on the roof with a pina colada in my hand, not a care in the world, gettin' my tan on...by 9am

(I could literally go on forever but I don't want to make anyone TOO jealous or anything.)


The ONLY 2 "Not So Top" Memories
1. Our houseboat smelled like there was a dead body stowed away in the vent system, it was awful
2. While returning the boat at the end of the week, Micah dropped the keys to his truck into deep, DEEP water...huge scary fish swimming around and all. Had to wait for like 2 hours for a scuba driver to come to the rescue when we were pissy and tired. Micah now has one of these:




The countdown is on...232 days to go!