Betty Diaries: 36 Hours in Park City, Utah

Betty Diaries: 36 Hours in Park City, Utah

This week’s column was guest-written by the crotchety Park City Mountain graybeard who cut me off on Home Run and told me to go back to the bunny hill. He wasn’t born here. But trust me. He’s been here longer than you. Welcome to Park City. But not the one in that New York Times article you might’ve seen last week. This is “36 hours in Park City,” by someone who’s lived here since lift tickets were printed on paper with a piece of string. Back w…