Sure sign you’re at a high altitude? The gift shop sells oxygen.
At Breckenridge, Colorado, I didn’t need the oxygen-for-sale to tell me we hiked to 9,000 feet above sea level. Panting as I walked up the mountain, I wondered why I don’t gasp for air when skiing. My aunt and uncle said its because the ski lift does the work for me. Thank goodness or skiing wouldn’t be one of my favorite-things-to-do-ever.
We met up with more cousins for lunch (shout out to the Tulsa connection), took a gondola part-way up the mountain and slid down on an alpine slide. There was a rollercoaster and a maze on the mountain. We window shopped in the adorable downtown (Hubby starts to hyperventilate when I crane my neck towards a store, so if I purchase anything, it’s on the down low and done quick!) The water was clear and cold and the flowers exquisite.