Newark Liberty International Airport : What a way to start a trip!

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Minneapolis St. Paul International Airport: A step down from even Newark!

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Our flight to Salt Lake City is delayed, so I stop in for a burger and chicken fingers at Dairy Queen. Probably not a wise choice.

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Seated next to a woman named Tiffany from Mississippi who’s meeting her mother and sister up in Park City for a ‘girl’s weekend’ at Sundance. Strange that the festival is equal parts industry conference and tourist destination.

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Salt Lake City International Airport: We’ve got mormons!

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Taxi up to Park City to join the rest of the Cyan delegation, at the house we’ve rented just off Main St. By the time we all head off to grab dinner at 10:45, nearly everything is closed, and we end up at Butchers’, a less than mediocre steakhouse that still charges $45 a filet.

“Let’s get some business done this week,” says my CFO, “so I can amortize these steaks.”