I finished off the week with part 2 of neuroscience and immediately hopped on a plane to Park City with Naomi. The Sundance Festival was very fun - and expensive. All told we saw 12 movies in 2 days and an evening, with several award winners on Sunday. (Grace is Gone, Rocket Science, Manda Bala, Padre Nuestro). The weather was beautiful, blue and crisp. The snow was hard and old, so instead of waste money on the slopes I borrowed some skate skis and flailed through 11 km with Kari (who also flailed) and Jon (who learned us some pole technique).

Naomi arrived with a crushing migraine that put her out of commission until Saturday late afternoon. I think it was possibly a little headache aggravated by the high altitude. She was in a better mood on Sunday after some good sleep and lots of rehydrating OJ. I believe she really enjoyed watching the films, although my favorite, Rocket Science, was a hard one to follow without subtitles.

Saturday night was the obligatory drinking night. Jon, Kari, and Jason (Jon's neighbor) provoked some young scrawny snowboarder types that were smoking in a non-smoking bar. Jon threw their cigarettes into their cocktails and Jason rubbed their face in it by making inflammatory homoerotic guestures in their direction.

The flight was clear and pretty. Naomi did a kid's crossword and spent the rest of the time dreamily glued to the window.