Big condos with kitchens. Hot chocolate in lodges. Snow bunny apparel. Boys. Booze. Hot-tubs. Icicles. What’s not to love about a good ski trip?

Skiing is the whitest, frattiest, WASPiest sport around. Other than maybe… sailing. Or golf. But chicks don’t dig that as much. Plus, skiing is just so social. There’s a grand feeling of “togetherness” on a ski trip. This is best exemplified through ski trip meal times, when 10 people sharing a condo cook dinner together as they watch 40 – Year – Old – Virgin or play board games. If ski trippers opt to go out, there are always at least 19 people because condos filled with other white kids merge. — A good ski trip is only 26% about the sport. The other 74% is a break down of various social categories including but not limited to food, love connections, get to know you games, peanut M&Ms, pub crawls, bragging rights, soreness, living arrangements, sledding, snowball fights, and other snow play.

My university sponsors an annual ski trip in which we ride in buses across the country (literally 24 hrs of bus), and you can guess how many people sign up every year. About 1,000! White chicks come in droves– I am pretty sure I didn’t even sign up– my sorority did it for me. The truly hard core white chicks ride with their boyfriends who live in the destination state– and face breakdowns of both the emotional and automobile varieties.

Also, when I checked facebook for pictures for this post, I was overwhelmed with so many good ones… here’s a sampling.