All kidding aside, I do love the outdoors but when the hell do you get to do cool shit like hike up mountains, go to concerts surrounded by red rocks or white water raft in Chicago? Never, because you're too busy day drinking during winter at your neighborhood pub since it's 30 below zero and you're afraid to go outside.
Day Two: I decided since Denver is the thinnest city, I'm was going to keep up my running while there and run off my hangover. So I woke up early and went for a run in City Park. Not only did I get lost by the Zoo and Golf Course because I was busy gawking at the mountains, but I now know what it's like to run with emphysema. NOT EASY.
The "against smoking cancer" associations should just sponsor trips to Denver and make all the smokers suck down a pack, run races, and tell them this is how breathing will be in 10 years if they don't knock it off. They'll quit REAL quick.
So now at this point, not only am I hungover but I'm ready to hurl from the lack of oxygen. Jacs and my new pal Taylor quickly fixed that by taking me to Lucile's Creole Cafe, one of the best brunches (and Bloody Mary's) I've ever had.
Cocktails, a pool and BBQ's ensued which included amazing caprese salad courtesy of Shaina's sous chef BF and dancing on a balcony in down pouring rain. Before we knew it, it was time to hop in the limo and head to Red Rocks to see Wilco. I can't even explain the 500 crazy conversations that happened in the limo - but it would have made for some great reality tv.
Day Three: Woke up, still had not learned my lesson and went running. Afterwards skipped over to the farmers market to pick up items for pasta and salad (which shockingly, turned out to be impossibly spicy) and then headed to the Rockies game. Highlight of the game - the all American family.
Quick description, husband, wife, two little boys with hair to their shoulders, one with a GIANT knot in it. The husband/dad proceeded to buy the boys a personal pan pizza each, two giant orange pops, popcorn, churros, and ANOTHER pizza. Clearly this man is trying to combat Denver's title of the thinnest city with his family alone. Oddly enough, they were super thin. Maybe they are all on massive diet pills? I have no idea.
Day Four: Brunch at Lola's and then headed to St. Mary's Glacier where I impressed Jacs with my hiking and bolder hopping skills. Below I'm dieing/striking the best hiker pose I have:
All sarcasm aside it's almost two days later and I still can't stop looking at pictures with the mountains. Second favorite view only to the Cliff's of Mohr in Ireland. More shots on my facebook page if you care to take a look.
This post doesn't really do justice to how much I loved Denver - but I've also been awake for nearly 20 hours and I thought I was going to die on my flight home. Dropping and popping up 20 feet at a time in turbulence makes you start praying. Or if you're me, grip the seat, squeeze your eyes shut and randomly scream "I should have taken a pill."
I need some sleep so I can go to work bright eyed and excited...in 6 hours.
But quickly, other great places in Denver that you should check out:
Hamburger Mary's - get the green chile burger and Mary's beer.
Hooked on Colfax - sit in the back patio, bring a book or good company.
The Shoppe - coffee, good. cupcakes, good. art, amazing. and the music will bring you back.
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the anti-smoking campaign would be hilarious! but Denver would not approve of so many smokers in their city at once
I don't remember more than 2 of the 500 conversations that happened in the limo. I just remember Jed spilling beer on my dress. He wanted to take me dress shopping!!!
Next - I love that you are so infatuated with Denver and that you already booked a return ticket. The Vespas might be put away for fall/winter in October, but you might here for BEERFEST! Check it out...
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