My first time sking ever, was at Squaw Valley. We went up to the second level, very dumb for me. I got lost and all I could think about was wolves having me for dinner. But a Knight on shiny skies rescued me. (ie sky patrol) ;-)
I went to the last day of Carnivale in Venice IT during a backpacking trip. It was very heady. Most people had masks on, or painted faces . THen there were couples with the extravagent costumes that just stood very still. It was another world. Very sensual. ( I dont mean sexual) The unusual part was the next morning the town was empty and it had snowed! This completly changed this city with out streets. Turning it into a magical winter wonderland.
I took a massage class at Esalen, in Big Sur.