Living in Colorado occasionally presents interesting dilemmas. You're invited to a holiday party, say. The hosts of said party happen to be pretty well-off, and pretty well-off people in Colorado tend to live in large, rustic-chic homes up this canyon or that. Sometimes, these homes are at the end of steep, snow-packed driveways that a Honda Odyssey may or may not be able to climb.
In this case, it was not able.
Roberto, however, is a master behind the wheel of a minivan, and was able to avoid disaster as well as a few trees to guide us into a spot to park on flat lower ground. It turned out to be a lovely little walk back down the car when we left the party (wine helps to keep one warm in such circumstances). I wonder what it's like to live in a snow globe like they do?