My Rocky Mountain Reality Check

I landed safely in Aspen last night, just as the sun was disappearing behind the mountains. Upon arriving, I called the hotel to have someone drive out and pick me up. A polite young man was there in minutes, and as we drove from the airport to Snowmass, a small ski village outside of Aspen, I asked him, "have you picked up many famous chefs yet?"

He said, "No, they don't stay where you're going."