Took me most of an hour to get from A3 to T2, clearing security again in the process (and throwing out my ‘secure’ water and buying another).
The ride to Salt Lake is a cattle car, but it has a power point (and the adapter I got for the car also has an airline adapter; no idea yet whether it works). I’m sweaty and I’m sure the woman next to me wishes I weren’t on the flight. I’d prefer a different flight myself.
More when we land, almost 4 blood-clotting hours later.