One giant ski lodge.
Thousands of watts in club lighting and sound fed by a killer DJ.
Several hundred filmmakers.
Open bar.
One hell of an opening night party.
I now crunch my way back through the snow and 13 degree temps to get some much needed shut eye. First screening's tomorrow at 11:30a.
And yes... My wife finally made it in to Salt Lake at around 8:15p - about eleven hours later than scheduled.
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