My wife got hers on the 25th up the Nile, and we were camped up there that night. I went down and picked up our girls and their snowsuits, and brought them back up to camp. They had the time of their lives in the snow. Now I'm glad they got to at least see whitestuff this year. This is pretty pitiful. I'm glad I'm not a season ticket holder for a ski resort around here. I was glad I was able to get the meat out before that weather hit, again, congrats.