The field lights are dimmed, and the exhilarating hum of the crowd is replaced by the sounds of leaf blowers and the swooshing of brooms echoing off the walls.
The views of this majestic mountain range and the wind blowing powdery snow off the mountain tops and the swooshing sound of my sled... these things live with me.
We both started laughing uncontrollably at the fact that this loud swooshing noise was interrupting what would have been an otherwise very romantic moment.
