This is a great festival.
Sun Valley is bea-UT-iful. As soon as I rolled up, and saw the mountains, I felt all of the stress drain out of me. I love mountains. I have never before seen mountains like these. Idaho mountains don't really have trees. The mountains are covered in small shrubs, which gives the appearance of them being nearly bald. Not so much bald, as covered in green peach fuzz. The mountains have a sort of adolescent thing about them. They seem like teenage boys, all huge and adult sized, but still sort of sweet and vulnerable. When I get home I'll show you all some pictures of the weird mountains.
Sun Valley is for rich people. REALLY rich people. There is an atmosphere of affluence here unlike anywhere I have ever been. The thing that is so strange is that I feel like there are only rich people here. I don't know where the normal folks are, there must be some around here somewhere- somebody has to work in all the boutiques. Today in front of the grocery store I saw a Mercedes with some sort of weird fancy pure bred dog sitting in the front seat. The very expensive dog was wearing a seat belt.
The internet situation is bleak. I am currently at the public library. I'll try to post as much as I can, but don't hold your breath.