Usually the transition from January weather in Orlando to Sundance weather in Park City is no big deal. But considering it was shorts and T-shirt weather the last few days in Central Florida, the single digits we've encountered on Day 1 is a bit of a shock. Having arrived wearing the usual bare minimum long sleeve shirt and down jacket, the thermals and hoodie came out as soon as the sun went down. "Bitter cold' is too modest a description--this blast of frigid air actually hurts, layers be damned.
Waking up before the crack of dawn to make our 7 AM flight, the travel was uneventful but did offer some amusing moments. The pre-takeoff choice of music being piped throughout the plane was curious, with Josh Rouse's "Love Vibration" a pleasant surprise and a Muzak version of New Order's 'Blue Monday" one of the more bizarre things I've heard in quite some time. The stewardess offered a "Mile High Mojito" on the alcoholic beverage menu, and I had to wonder if they serve it in the bathrooms. And Shannon and Suzy were befriended by some guys who turned out to be flying to Salt Lake City for a Mormon bachelor party. Hey now!
What wasn't so much fun was the clusterfuck that took place at the baggage claim carousel, resulting in a one hour wait for our luggage to come out. Apparently, every flight possible got in at the same time, resulting in the longest wait ever and industry types 3 or 4 deep at the carousel clamoring for their bags. Pretty bad...and we heard the lines at the car rental counters were equally infuriating.
Bring on the movies...and a little snow and a lot of sunshine would be nice too.