I am on a bus. It is 9:10 on a quiet Friday night in February. Tonight, among fifty other faculty and students, I am on my way to Mammoth Lakes to go skiing at Mammoth Mountain. I have been looking forward to this weekend for a while. This is the first time I have been on a weekend ski trip in my time at Thacher, and I am excited to enjoy the adventure with some of my friends, whom I have never skied with before. The plan is that we will ski all day tomorrow and in the morning on Sunday, after which we will take the six-hour bus ride back to campus in time for study hall. Although this weekend probably won’t turn out to be nearly as relaxing, comfortable or productive as weekends spent on campus, I am excited to enjoy the fun, action-packed, once-in-a-year experience.