She slid onto the swing dance floor wearing a burnt yellow and brown snowsuit from the 1990s, helmet, ski goggles, and socks. Oblivious to the excess pant legs under her feet, she grabbed a goofy dancer and flew into a jitterbug while the sister she had only met 4 times in her life took blurry pictures with an old iPhone. Dancing in a new city 1400 miles from home, borrowing snowsuits from strangers, long-lost sister taking weird photos of you and going skiing for a week - who contains that kind of excitement?
Not me!