Is it good to be back? In a word: No. I had a mild case of depression for roughly the entire flight home. It was overall a really nice trip. Mark and Robyn were wonderful hosts and tourguides. It was my first time out there, but Candace’s 2nd, so she acted as a back-up tour guide
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Photos: here! Go!
2/9 - Thursday
We awoke Thursday morning at around 6am or so, showered, got our gear and headed for the airport. My dad dropped us off (thanks Dad!). We checked-in easily and I fumbled my way through security. I am tempted to assemble a sort of mock-security checkpoint so I can do drills and become more efficient come next time (which may be Japan - who knows!). The trip there was thoroughly uneventful and we were both just looking forward to arriving in Denver. Like I said, I photoblog ‘d a bit, so knock yourself out.
We arrived in Denver and the thin air was definately something you have to get used to out there. It didn’t effect me too bad, but I found myself taking deeper breathes and laughing at longer lengths
. The parking lot at the airport was roughly the size of Canada - so it felt with the thinner air. We got to Mark and Robyn’s apartment, but before that we went to Wild Oats for some food’ing. Wild Oats is an organic store much like Lori’s. I’m sorta on an organic kick lately and I am enjoying it. It is a bit more expensive, however.
After eating, we headed out to Boulder. They live relatively close to there. We stopped on the side of the road so we could snap some shots. I have to convert alot of RAW files from my Rebel, so I’m not sure when I’ll get those up. A handful of them didn’t turn out good because my PL filter wasn’t rotated correctly so images look underexposed
. Anyway, headed to Boulder for shopping and random walking around. Mark pointed out a store that sold kites and gliders. It also sold a whole ton of games/gizmos and other random crap - we spent far to much time messing around w/all the stuff they sold (see photos). Overall, Boulder is a very cool town. Definately has a hippy’ish feel to it, but I liked it. We headed to a local mall to kill some time before dinner. We finished up the evening at an Irish pub that had some stellar food. Headed back to the apartment to hang out and then slipped into a coma.
2/10 - Friday
Friday was cold…real cold. We apparently brought the winter weather to Denver. The news showed that a bus overturned on the highway causing a massive traffic jam. Fun Fact: Denver and/or Colorado does not salt their roads. Also, people apparently cannot drive in the snow there. Seems odd to me, considering all the resorts but Boulder and Denver aren’t in the mountains like the resort towns.
We avoided the traffic jam and proceeded to the Garden of the Gods. A park with a ton of red rock formations. Very very awesome. Unfortunately, the weather kept us close to the car and I wasn’t able to get alot of shots - too damn cold. I didn’t really care - it was impressive just to see it. After the garden we headed down to Manitau/Manitou Springs. A very quiet town with a ton of cool shops. We met up w/Phil’s wife Rachel which was really cool. We ate at an amazing BBQ place that is a mix between a cheap diner and Dinosaur BBQ - which basically means it kicked alot of ass. For much of the ride home, windows would need to be put down periodically due to the effects of said BBQ
. Robyn made some stellar soup on Friday evening and we just chilled out (one of the main objectives of the weekend).
2/11 - Saturday
Our last day with our hosts and in the lovely surroundings of Colorado. Given the high temp was going to be around 30F or so, we decided it time to head to the mountains. It was a longer drive than expected, since the mountains looked so close. The day was clear and sunny and the Flat Iron mountains could be seen clear as day. They looked as if someone painted them there - amazing. We stopped near Estes Park. Very awesome scenery. We walked around town and Mark and I split this cookie sandwich thing that had buttercream for the center - an Oreo on crack.
We decided to head back to Boulder for some shopping and food. We walked around the area we went to on Thursday and ate at an amazing organic restaurant
Saturday was the day of the Mead Festival. Mead? It’s a wine. Honey wine, actually. Basically, honey is used (with all sorts of other ingredients of course) and it is fermented with spices/juices to create a sweet wine. Very interesting and tasty wine! The venue for the festival was kind of odd. It was a hotel and the layout of the place didn’t really make it a great place to have a convention-center-ish event. The people also seemed a bit off, which was a surprise. I was expecting to find some wine-folk, but alot of more Trekie’ish people were there - an interesting group. Some people came in medeival costumes! I drank a fair share at the fest. Mark filled up on bread and water and concluded that it was the best bread and water fest he had attended (he was the DD). We decided to get more wine after the fest and we all proceeded to laugh our asses off on the way to the store. The wine hit Candace and Robyn a bit later than me it seemed. Headed back to Wild Oats for dinner and to pick up grub for the plane ride on Sunday. Our last full day in Denver came to an end with us watching a bit of the Olympics before the wine demanded I pass out.
2/12 - Sunday
We got up extra early to shower and grab gas and coffee before heading to the airport. I was immediately bummed to leave. I honestly just plain old didn’t want to leave. It is always hard to go back to the stressors we all try to avoid and/or cope with.
Not much more to say about Sunday - flight was uneventful. I did discover that the Da Vinci Code is indeed a kickass book. So much so that I’m going to finish this post up and continue reading.
Thanks again to Mark, Robyn and Feasle (aka Tipsy/Tippy/Beast/etc) for meowing at 5am
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