I got to my apartment and everything was as I had left it. I checked my mail and there were some junk coupon rags but nothing else. It was as if time had stood still while I was away. I loved going to Park City but, in the end, it was a letdown. There is so much to see and do that you feel like you are always missing out.
Park City is small and yet spread out.
The film festivals on Main Street are on a mountainside, so walking will kill you. There are not enough people in the workforce to handle the crowds. It's busy and noisy and pretentious and icky. Sure, there will be glory stories next week of little guys who got a deal. But more than that, there will be a ton of those who did not.