Last month, I had a
great time BLAST visiting my friends in West Virginia! My friend Jordan and her husband Evan moved there last summer and I’ve been plotting a visit ever since. We wanted to go when we would have a chance to ski, so I found myself there in the frigid month of February.
I drove from Gainesville down to Orlando, FL to fly out. I flew Allegiant Air (super cheap but still good service – I highly recommend) up to Roanoke, VA. When I landed in Roanoke, it was a whopping 5° F…talk about a change for this Florida girl! I was wearing a t-shirt, some running pants and a light fleece pullover…but I wasn’t cold! I actually think the excitement of being up north in the snow pumped adrenaline through my body keeping me warm.
In Roanoke, I rented a car and drove (two hours, in the snow and ice, by myself in new-to-me states) to Bluefield, WV where my friends live. I arrived and there was even MORE snow than I imagined. It was everywhere!
Once I made it to their house (a feat in itself…I wound up parking in a church parking lot and hauling my stuff up a giant, icy hill because the car couldn’t make it into their driveway), Jordan informed me that we were going sledding! I was psyched. We ate some lunch, layered up and drove over to Bluefield College, the spot of the sledding hill we’d be conquering.
Let’s just say, my first time sledding was far scarier than I would have guessed! I had what can only be called uncontrollable speed and wound up with a lot of snow in my clothes, ears and even mouth. I trekked it back up the hill and did it all over again until my hands were completely numb from the soaking wet gloves. (Bear in mind, temps were still in the ‘teens.)
That night, we ate dinner in a gas station (because, West Virginia) and drove around to some of the surrounding coal towns for a tour. It was such a beautiful natural landscape but some of the visible signs of poverty were absolutely shocking — formerly grand homes now falling to ruins, unoccupied houses looking like their owners had just stepped out, occupied houses looking like they ought to be abandoned…it was tough to see.
On Saturday, we built a snowman (my first ever), had a snowball fight and watched entirely too many episodes of Friends. We also went to an event called the Winter Warmer at Jordan and Evan’s favorite local bar/restaurant. I’m pretty sure the entire under-30 Bluefield population was there…it was live music and lots of beer. Tough to resist! I even made a few local friends (which Evan would tease me about the rest of the night). It snowed a LOT this day; I want to say it was at least 6-7 inches! When you combine that with the foot of snow they’d gotten throughout the week, it truly felt like we were in a (dangerous driving conditions aside) winter wonderland.
Then on Sunday, we went skiing! I hadn’t been since 2011 and wasn’t sure if I’d still be any good, but I was. I skied all the way up to black diamond runs and I even did a few jumps in the terrain park. It definitely wasn’t Colorado-level conditions, but it was cool to be skiing with my friends (and none of the snow was man-made). We definitely exhausted ourselves skiing all day long, and went back to Bluefield around dinnertime. At home, we ate dinner, played Monopoly (Evan was so ruthless) and watched more Friends; the perfect night!
Monday meant my departure and let me just say, it came way too quickly. I woke up at 5 am and Jordan and I had to dig my car out of massive quantities of snow and ice…like, it took 45 minutes. Then I drove back to Roanoke where I boarded my plane for the Sunshine State. I landed back in Florida later that afternoon where I immediately had to strip down to my t-shirt and enjoyed my drive back to Gainesville with the windows down.