| September 22, 2005 | This Altitude is Making Me Drunk |
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I drove up from Denver to Vail this afternoon. The drive through the mountains was beautiful; some of the leaves were changing to yellow as I drove 120 miles up and up. The only problem was that zero FM radio stations came in after I left Denver, and my rental car (a Toyota Solara convertible) was not equipped with Sirius satellite radio. But even though I didn't have good music, I saw bighorn sheep grazing right near the side of the highway. It was insane! Vail is 8,150 feet above sea level, and this evening out in a few bars with Brooke, Cat, Ellen, and Jarrod I only had two margaritas and two beers and now I'm totally loaded. The altitude is messing with me. San Francisco is pretty much at sea level, and every time I stay somewhere at a high altitude it seems to take me 48 hours to acclimate. Same thing happens to me at Burning Man. So I've had only four drinks, and I'm drunk. And I'm on the internet in my room. This could really be a problem. According to the internets, there is half the amount of oxygen in Vail (8,150 feet) as there is in San Francisco (sea level). According to the internets, I need to drink lots of water to avoid altitude sickness. Jeff and Daniel arrive from New York tomorrow. I'm totally challenging them to a shot contest. By then, I should be almost acclimated. Have you ever had altitude sickness? Or, do you have any drinking tips for me? Please share. Labels: drinking, ellen, jeff, travel, vail, wedding posted by Jess Barron @ 11:16 PM 
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