Four days off! I can breathe a sigh of relief. I decided to spend this little break slightly different. This was apparent as the turbulance began...did I mention I was thousands of feet above the Colorado Rockies. Nothing too significant other than I didn't want to have the same fate as the plane in "Lost" (maybe now was ironic timing for Bart and I to become addicted to that show). Needless to say, we landed just perfect! A small enternity later, I found myself standing on the curb at the Denver International Airport. It was crazy to think that just several hours before I had left a slate gray, wintery, and 20 degrees cold Salt Lake City, UT. Here I was now, gazing at the beautiful landscape. Blue sky with small tufts of thin cottony clouds, calm prairie landscape, snow painted mountains, and 50 degrees! Breath taking.