The land where American dreams were born.
Situated at 5,280 feet above sea level boasting the highest, most beautiful peaks found in the country, and marijuana just became legal for medicinal purposes. This is the Mile High City of Denver, Colorado. This is where the sky is blue 300 days of the year.
I am great at finding good deals. So good, I always have to celebrate my findings with a bottle of wine as I book it. Now because I’ve waited to have a glass of wine (lets just agree there’s no such thing as one glass of wine) by the time I get down to actually buying the deal, it’s no longer available.
One would think I had learned my lesson after I missed out on the $350 roundtrip ticket to Peru. Think again, I do pretty stupid things (this clearly being one of them).
Settling for the one hotel that was still available, and thinking I could read distance on a map (I hold no such skill), I found myself about an hour from the airport, and another hour and a half away from Max. Right off Lima Street, I was in the middle of no where. No where. Next to an air-field and land-fill project. No license. No car. $80 roundtrip taxi rides. Excellent.
Luckily, I had organized tours so I could explore as much of this beautiful State (as cheaply) as possible.
I saw the historic district, the house of the Unsinkable Margaret “Molly” Brown, and Cheesman Park.
For $95 I went on a day-long tour of the Rocky Mountain National Park. Our driver was deaf, we couldn’t take pictures, I got altitude sickness, and in the ten longest hours of my life, we stopped only 5 times.
Last but not least, there was the tour of Red Rocks Park, the tour that stood me up.
Together with the marriage proposal from my 70-year-old cab driver, the site-seeing on this trip couldn’t have gone more wrong.
Thank the Lord for my fellow world traveller who treated me to many (much-needed) Margaritas at the Cheesecake Factory, and for my old friend from Rome, who brought me medicinal pot.
So in the words of French Novelist Marcel Proust, “Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
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6 thoughts on “Mile High City”
Absolutely stunning pictures – I’ve always wanted to go to Colorado! 🙂
Thanks Bonnie! CO is a beautiful state, hopefully one day you’ll see if for yourself! 🙂 Best of wishes!
Loved the post… and the pictures are awesome… want to see Colorado for myself@ ummmmmmm perhaps you need a travel agent to help you with some of those issues you mentioned! 🙂
Ah, thanks for sharing that part of Colorado with me. Haven’t been that way in a little over a year, and it is always gorgeous. Love that lost photo. Stunning! 🙂
Thank you so much! 🙂
@tiggheart,I seriously thought I had done SO well in my reasearch,apparently not hahaha 😉 Thank you for taking the time to read my post, I’m glad you enjoyed!