It's really not that terrible. I mean, my car was like, "What the eff!" considering how many times I had to gun it to get up a mountain only to pump the brakes to make it down, but other than that, not a problem. The worst part is not being able to completely take in the breathtaking views because of the whole focusing on not swerving off a mountain to my death thing. Also, it's a bad idea to attempt opening a giant, full bottle of water between your legs as it may erupt like a volcano all over your crotch area, thus making you appear like a pants-pee-er when you show up to your new job. Lesson learned.
So far, things are good. I'm unpacked, I'm not on the top-bunk (thank GOD, as I surely would have fallen off many times. I didn't make it up the mountain only to die crashing out of bed), everyone is lovely, and I anticipate a fantastic summer is in the works.
PS--totes on mountain time, as promised.
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