Thoughts of Snow
I know it’s getting close to the San Francisco Summer, but my midwestern thoughts are already turning to autumn. And when they turn to autumn, they invariably turn to snow.
After my deep drift depression last winter, my husband promised we’d check out Lake Tahoe this year. That way I can roll in the flakes, make angels, and generally get my snowy ya-yas out.
Here’s the problem: having just moved here, we don’t know anything about where to stay. What’s cheap and pretty?
And by cheap, I mean less than $100 a night. And by pretty I mean, well, pretty.
Snow and cold, that’s all I ask.