The Two Utes
So there we were, two Bostonians sky high in Utah - I've never seen so many white mountains in my life. Growing up in New England, you don't realize that mountains like this really exist. It is so strange to be in a city driven by compass points instead of rights and lefts, where every side of every highway is flanked with steep cliffs and you can re-orient yourself at every red light. After 80 inches of recent snow, the white is so bright it burns your eyes a little and you wish you had sunglasses in February. I'd think I were on a polar ice cap if there weren't so many bars.