


I flew out on friday the 16th which is a heavy travel day. It was pretty stressful. It took us 2 hours to get to Kennedy, park and take the airtrain to the terminal. By the time we got to the line to check our bags, it was 7:15. Unfortunately our flight was at 8. I have never been so happy over a flight delay in my life! We took off really late after the flight attendent threatened everyone to board and sit down by 9:30 or the flight was cancelled! That made the New Yorkers panic allright! Needless to say, we missed our connection (although only by 10 minutes!).
We ended up sleeping on the floor of the airport in Vegas. It was loud in there with slot machines and huge TV monitors going. We carefully explored all the dark and quiet corners, and there would be other people camped out. We felt like homeless people who did not want to get on somebody else's turf. Thankfully it was warm and a trash can fire was not necessary. Our flight was scheduled for 6:30 the next morning, so we got in line (see that Pat, IN line!) at 5:00. They had transferred airlines so we thought an early start would be helpful. Of course after standing in line and watching the lady type forever, there was a problem (I was not in the mood for that). We had to go back to our original airline and get the tickets reissued. We found a special empty line, they took care of us, and we returned. Our flight was being called up in the line, so we were pulled to the front. Some lady who was mad to see us pulled ahead started complaining about being on time, etc. Mike asserted himself with her. After all, we had been in line since 5, and now it was 5:45. Sleeping on the floor for about 2-3 hours does not put you in a tolerant mood. Of course we ended up in a special security screening! My stress free morning at the airport was changing. The TSA lady told me that "half the people in this line miss their flight" after I told her I was anxious about missing the plane (what a bitch). We ended up jogging to the gate after having to take a tram there! We did arrive in SLC without incident at the same time as Pat. We had breakfast at our hotel we paid for but did not sleep in, and headed to Park City!
Park City was warm, and we skied there the first day (they stay open later). We skied with Pat and Ed Chan-Lizardo (or they rode while I skied!). Park City is always the best warmup. PS, if you click on the pics, you can get a blown up picture and be able to see who everyone is with all their gear on.
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