So, whenever folks pop the question—mountains or beach? I'm like, 'Hello, it's MOUNTAINS, obviously!' When you venture into those terrains, you're in for a treat: think crisp air, skies bluer than your ex's failed apologies, and an ambiance so chill, it practically has its own fridge. I'm practically a mountain ninja, making my grand appearances in the peaks at least twice a year. Gotta keep the mountains happy, you know?