Summit Up 4-30-13: Dreaming of beach vacays
Good morning, and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column that is currently jealous of a high schooler. It is the majority consensus over here in the newsroom that if we were able to use H.G. Wells’ time machine for a day, booking a trip back to high school would probably be about as up there on the list as getting braces put on for the first time. High school for a geeky aspiring writer was comparable to those dreams you have when you show up somewhere but you forgot to put your clothes on. Except it gets repeated every day.
But Wyatt Godfrey of Summit High is not only soaking up the rays, chillin’ with a monkey in Honduras, but he’s also kayaking in Mexico and cave tubing in Belize. We saw the proof. Yes, we’re jealous. We are thankful that we live in such an awesome mountain town like Frisco, but even though others come here for vacation, every once in awhile we need to satiate ourselves with a little R&R somewhere else … such as on the beach (and for once we’re not talking about A-Basin). But if we left, the good folks of Summit County wouldn’t be able to bring recent copies of the SDN on their Central American vacation. As Wyatt’s father, Joel Godfrey says, “ya gotta keep a Spring Break SDN copy handy. Try to pass yourself off as an international bon vivant without one and you’re just setting yourself up for failure. So travel the world with the SDN. It’s a passport to palaces and panoramas worldwide!”
We’d have to agree with Mr. Godfrey. Actually, instead of going back to high school, can we just get Joel to adopt us? We think we’d make swell traveling companions.
On a completely different note, we have to admit we are a little excited that mud season has arrived. Actually, maybe that isn’t quite a complete different stream of thought, as mud season is the perfect time to peace out for a week or so. But every year, it seems like such a distant thought, and then bam. Mountains shut down, everything is melting and the county clears out. For the next month and a half, you can show up at your favorite watering hole and know every single person inside. You don’t have to sit and wait for a table anywhere, and the best part: two for ones. Yep, our stomachs are growling, and the vending machine in the hallway is just not doing it.
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