We walked into the hostel and stood in line behind some Japanese students, a European female in the front of the line was trying to start a tab with the hostel and get a ride home from work. Someone at the hostel had hung up a huge photograph of the Grateful Dead and an individual photograph of each band member. This is the type of thing you expect to find in Colorado but never get to see in the ski resorts full of hipsters from Texas. At another bar we met a bouncer that wasn't the typical meathead bouncer type and told me where I could find a clean toilet. He told us he was there to have a good time and we all honestly believed him.
Some resorts have their employees home towns printed on the name tag.
I don't think I met one person from Colorado when I was in Colorado. Everyone working at the resorts was from somwhere else and hadn't come there to make a fortune but had come to Colorado to have a good time in the snow. When we left the hostel and when we returned and every time we were in the lobby there was some guy sitting in front of the fire playing his acoustic guitar. The hostel didn't seem to mind that we brought in and slept in our sleeping bags. The snowboarding was great but the lines at all the popular places were too long so we headed off the beaten path to Winter Park, and Arapahoe Basin.