Thought it would be wise to give my knee another day of rest. I think the responsible, medically-advised thing to do would be to not ski for a couple of weeks, but I don't really want to do that. I think two full days of not skiing and 3 nights of good rest should be enough to get the inflammation down and the initial ligament reconstruction processes going.

AM hot tub

I don't think I've started off the day with the hot tub in a long time, probably since I've been back in Korea. Given how inaccessible most hot tubs are in the west, I don't think it's super realistic to try and do it in the morning. The hot tub wakeup is an amazing setup, though I wish I had been able to do some cardio beforehand to really get the benefits going.

In the hot tub, grinded some reading, getting through a good chunk of Scott Galloway's Algebra of Happiness and started to revisit Frankl's Man's Search for Meaning. Very different styles of writing, but kind of gets to a similar underlying goal of how to approach living life.

Canadian history

The main event of today was the railway museum, but to prepare for it, I locked in a little bit on Canadian history. Found a great Wikipedia resource covering territorial expansion, so I built out a quick Canadian History Project to visualize it cleanly. The biggest thing I learned is that BC joined Canada quite early on as a province, and the Canadian government promised that they would build a transcontinental railway as a condition for BC joining.

The Railway Museum

I've actually been to railway museums in Beijing and Berlin already (what does that say about me), so I was curious how this one would stack up. I saw some of the rolling stock chilling outside previously, so I knew I could look forward to that, but the inside of the museum was a mystery for now.

The museum had a couple exhibits covering some of the different aspects of Revelstoke's history as a railway town, including the context on why the Canadian Pacific Railway was a thing (BC's conditional entry into the country), intricacies on landownership for the Revelstoke settlement, and some of the more technical details of constructing the railway, including the surveying and infrastructure for rail. The exhibits actually gave me a better sense of the idea of Canadian nationalism and nation-building, as well as what the railway itself meant for the country.

Like the other railway museums I've visited, this one also had a restored traincar that you could actually enter and check out. I always find the experience of being in old railway cars to be super special, transporting you back in time to a different era. Now that transportation is so much more convenient, it's easy to forget how much of an occasion railway travel would be for the average person. The traincar here was pretty mellow, compared to the carriage that Mao himself traveled in at the Beijing museum, but still pretty cool.

The rolling stock outside was a highlight for me. I find the aesthetics of locomotives to be pretty exciting, and there was some variety in the generations out there. It was also nice that it felt more like a decommissioned trainyard than a sterile museum, making the entire experience feel a bit more adventure-y.

Post-museum dumplings

Folks started trickling back from skiing once I got back to the pad, and we began preparations for dumplings. We did this on our ski trip last year (which also fell around LNY) as well, and I think we've started a bit of a tradition with it. My dumpling-making technique isn't great, but functionally it works, and the group was able to manufacture a shit ton of dumplings for a feast.