Sunday, March 19
I have decided that if you have to change planes in a city, you might as well stop off and enjoy it. So I had lunch in Chicago with an old friend and went to visit the Chicago Institute of Fine Art. I have never seen such an enormous collection of impressionists outside of France. Enhanced by having the Sara Lee corporate collection there. Then I continued onto Salt Lake City. It was snowing hard when I arrived and made my way to Alta where my aunt Elizabeth had already settled in.
Monday, March 20
It hasn’t stopped snowing and the wind is very strong. I went skiing on fabulous power but I couldn’t see where I was going. By noon, I got frustrated with frequent white-outs, so I retreated back to the lodge. In addition, the mountain goes up to 11,000 ft. and I was feeling a bit of a headache and queasy which are apparently temporary altitude symptoms. I felt like a bit of a wimp but only