|Leave the Lights On, Plz|
Took my talents to Park City for the opening weekend of the Sundance Film Festival. It was quite a spectacle.
Skiing in general, and Park City in particular, is one of the richest/whitest things you can do. You might see the occasional non-white person, but they are few and far between. You will definitely see a lot of rich people, because the whole town is crazy expensive. I was there as a guest of a friend, which is the only way I could justify the expense.
It was fun to get out there and rub elbows / share restaurant space with Jon Hamm and his ilk but Sundance weekend is a bust in terms of social opportunity. There were many beautiful people there but none of them were single. Unlike Vegas or Miami or most any other vacation destination there are virtually no single women in the whole town, because it's just too damn expensive for them to pay their own way. Instead every woman there is a guest or friend or date of another guy, so even if you see someone walking out on Main street or at dinner or out on the ski slopes you can bet that their dude(s) is(are) not far behind. I can meet more girls in a wack bar in Plano, Texas in 10 minutes than in four days/nights in Park City. (More on that in a future post.)
The people-watching in Park City is next level, though. It's a big scene, so the famous people come out and the people that like to take their pictures come out and the people that like to drink free beer and get free stuff and hang out and people watch (i.e. me) come out and it's a pretty good time, if that's your thing. Plus it snowed, which made for awesome pictures and fun goofing around for the fat kid. It's the little things.