Thanks Park City

So. I'm writing all my entries at once, because I doubt I will have time to stop and breathe again before this trip is over. Despite the streets being full of people I scorn, with all their fur and leather pants (why?) and generally snobby nose-in-the-air attitudes, I have been thoroughly surprised at the general kindness illustrated by everyone I've met. Every time I have dropped something or seen someone else drop something, the person right behind them has picked it up and handed it over with a kind word. Men on the bus get up and stand so women can sit down. I have seen people drop money and it not get stolen... I am so surprised by these acts of kindess that I try to be less judgemental of people I see... So. I really feel that Park City, or at least the people at the Sundance Festival, are a community with a general love of independent films. I love it here. I am cold, tired, and sore from being a complete faiure at snowboarding, but I could stay here another month (if the festival were here, at least.) Thanks, Park City residents, for being so hospitible.