My Local in Denver was Leslie. Leslie and I first bonded over pancakes at ‘Breakfast in America’ in Paris. My summer stent at Fat Tire was ending and her fall in Paris was just beginning. Our time overlapped about two weeks but from the first time we met she struck me as of those people. Those people being someone who within the first thirty seven seconds of meeting, you just know that it is the beginning of something much bigger than you. Any way…she was one of those. We said our goodbyes sometime in August of 2008. Our attempts at keeping in touch were dismal but somewhere along the line I heard she was living and working in Denver. I had wanted to visit Denver but I must confess that the real reason why I bought the ticket was for retail therapy purposes as I was having a mini crisis about the thought of calling Austin home for awhile. I am pleased to announce that all that therapy and traveling was chicken soup for my soul.
Leslie picked me up from the airport Friday night and just like I expected we picked up right where we left off like those people do. Phenominal hostess to say the very least. A brief overview of my two days in CO below.
Coores Brewery- Free tour + free beer + free altitude = too good and its true-
Celestial Tea Tour- Trip Advisor rates this the number one thing to do in Denver...haha-
Pic-nic + Cote de Rhone wine in Wash park
Red Rock Amphitheater- Trip to Boulder- University of Boulder- Watching rock climbers- Mathew Winters Trail Hike
Trip
May 2010
The Mountains are Calling My Name
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