Our third day in Niseko began with excitement. Snow was falling all day, but it wasn’t the famous dry Japanese powder people talk about. Instead, it was the wetter, heavier snow that the locals say is very normal for early March. Still, a snowy ski day is a good ski day. As usual, we started…
Our first full day in Niseko started slowly and beautifully. We woke up to a wonderful breakfast at the hotel—one of those mornings where there’s no rush and the mountain is just sitting there waiting for you. After breakfast, Dakota and I grabbed our gear and headed out to see what skiing in Japan was…
We woke up in lovely Tokyo at the Grand Hyatt, and while most people would savor every extra minute of sleep, my body had other plans. I was wide awake at 2:00 AM — bright-eyed and ready to take on the day. Wendy and Dakota wisely slept in until 4:00, but for me, the quiet…
There’s an almost magical feeling when you cross the International Date Line. Tokyo welcomed us with open arms, offering a blend of modern order and timeless charm. Jet lag settled in, but the city’s energy felt like a perfect rhythm shift.
Travel days always start the same way: earlier than feels reasonable and filled with more excitement than sleep. This morning began at 4:30 a.m. in Las Vegas — the kind of wake-up call where the world is completely quiet and you wonder briefly whether anyone else on earth is awake. Bags were zipped, lights flipped…