Is it your first time to Utah? Did you book your trip because you were curious to know what “the best snow on earth” felt like? Or were you watching HGTV and realized that the Dream Home giveaway happened to be in the Park City vicinity and you were so entranced that you started Googling Park City.
You then realized that your preconceived ideals of a luxury ski vacation and mountain getaway could be a reality. And so you impulsively booked it.
You fly into Salt Lake International Airport around 4:30, rent a four-wheel drive car, and hop on I-80 East towards Cheyenne at just about 5:40 when the most amazing sunset is happening behind you.
As you drive through the city and the sun falls behind Oquirrh Mountain range the only thing that truly entrances you are the mountains that you seem to be driving straight into—Wasatch Range.
Being an east coaster myself, the first time I ever flew into SLC I knew I belonged here. I knew that the natural beauty before me would never, ever, for as long as I lived, bore me. What I didn’t realize was that as I continued to follow I-80 East, had just passed under I-215 and started up Parleys Canyon, that I would fall in love with the city behind.
I’m a girl. Regardless of how unmaterialistic I think I am nature draws me towards shiny objects– things that sparkle and shine, things that twinkle like they’re giggling at you. And that is EXACTLY what takes your breath away as you look in your rearview mirror.
There’s a giddiness that precedes your exhaustion and makes you pound the gas a little more because the photo gallery of your home away from home for the week is playing in your head and all you want to do is crack open that bottle of wine and relax in the hot tub before an intense day of terrain exploration.
Contributed by Megan, a Connecticut to Park City Transplant.
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