It could be any given Tuesday or Thursday when, as a local of Estes Park, you decide to make a quick trip to our lone supermarket, hoping for a manageable experience. Yet, upon arrival, you find the parking lot nearly full. A tourist occupies the last handicapped spot, idling as they wait for their significant other to grab something for dinner. You park in a distant corner and pass by the oblivious visitor engrossed in their phone, offering a polite nod despite the frustration.