From one ski bum to another, hotel budgets are better spent on aprés. Photojournalist Matthew Tufts checks in on his parking-lot neighbors. Words, Photos and Captions Matthew Tufts 3:15 a.m. and I’m awakened by a primal, don’t-freeze-to-death instinct. I check my phone. Still four hours till the alarm. Damn. I’m tired, but I don’t want to sleep. I don’t think I can. I want to get moving. The northern winter nights are always long, but this week they’ve felt exceptionally long—a 30-degrees-be-low-zero kind of long. IT’S Revelstoke 051
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