Colorado was a last minute trip for us. We thought Paul was having surgery in June. Four days before his surgery, we found out that it would "probably" be pushed back until August. A week and a half later we found out it would definitely be pushed back until August. At that point, we realized that if we wanted to get away this summer, we had to do it QUICKLY! We booked our trip the day we found out his surgery was being pushed back. That was a Tuesday. We left for Colorado five days later. (This is definitely not my normal vacation planning style.) Paul had always wanted to go to Colorado, and since I'm prepared to do whatever the hell he wants this summer, that's where we went!
We left on Sunday morning. Christmas wanted to come along.
"I can fit in your suitcase!" he said.
It was so hard to leave that sweetie boy!
I am scared of flying. Luckily, Paul lets me use his Ativan to calm my nerves. Without Ativan I am really concerned about crashing. With 1mg of Ativan, I am really concerned about crashing. Maybe I should take 2mg next time!?
We flew out of HIA, which is a very chill airport. There were only two people in front of us in the security line. One woman was trying to get through with a huge order of McDonald's takeout complete with one of these...
A little more than 3oz, wouldn't ya say??
Paul had his game face on and let me hang onto his arm during our first take off. I cried, but just a little. I definitely like flying in the fact that in a matter of hours, you get to go to essentially a whole new world. But I do not like the lack of control I feel when I am on a plane. Every single noise, every single bump, every single tilt of the plane makes me think something is about to go terribly wrong and I'll never see my kitties again.
Our cute little KIA after our rental car woes were resolved.
Paul gave them hell and I simply signed the papers.
Now we could relax and enjoy our vacation!
Driving through Denver, Paul noticed John Elway owned half the businesses...
We were tired from all of our travels and the whole rental car fiasco, so the only thing we did on Sunday night was settle into our hotel (Hyatt Place Denver/Cherry Creek- I highly recommend it!!!) and walk down the street for some yummy pizza.
I decided that I would drink mojitos in Colorado,
so that's what I had most nights with dinner!
Monday started with a drive to the top of Mount Evans, which has the highest paved road in North America. Mount Evans is part of the Front Range of the Rockies. We knew it would be beautiful, but we had no idea just how gorgeous it would be. We left at the butt crack of dawn because the earlier we got to the top, the more likely the mountain goats would be out. We really wanted to see mountain goats!
Ready to face the mountain!!!
The following pictures are all from our way up to the summit!
We saw some deer...
... but they ran away!
It. was. freezing. I was not dressed for the wind.
Let's put it this way. Even if I had on my
warmest running clothes, I would have still been freezing!
We saw the mountain goats and they weren't even scared of us!
Paul captured one peeing.
Mount Evans was Paul's favorite part of the trip. Oh, I forgot to mention.... Near the base of the mountain, we had stopped to take pictures. I ventured off near some trees to pee. I was halfway through peeing when I heard a low growl. It sounded just like a bear. I finished peeing, stood up as calmly as possible, and backed slowly to the car. "Paul, get in the car," I said quietly. As soon as we were both in the car, I told him what I heard. He was a little skeptical, but later on when I told his cousin Jen what I heard, she said it definitely could have been a bear. WOAH!
After our mountain adventure we were starving, so we made the hour drive to Boulder to get some breakfast and spend the next part of our day there. We could see The Flatirons to the West and I dreamed of running or hiking among them. Once we got to Boulder, we ate breakfast at Foolish Craig's and walked around the Pearl Street Mall.
It was hot, so kids were playing in the sprinklers at the Pearl Street Mall.
I bought these at a kitchy store. Someone is getting them as a Christmas present
but I'm not quite sure who...
Just being silly!
A string quarter was playing Summer from Vivaldi's Four Seasons.
Very appropriate, since is was 93 degrees out that day!
Next, it was time for our disc golf/running date. We found a disc golf course with running trails nearby. I got to realize my dream of running next to The Flatirons and Paul got to disc golf with the gorgeous mountains in full view.
Here are some pictures from my run:
Yes, the altitude kicked my ass. I had to walk at least 1/4 of the six miles I ran
It averaged out to an 11 minute pace but it felt like the exertion of a 6 minute pace!
Paul's view from the disc golf course. Those are The Flatirons.
They don't even look real, do they?
We were both exhausted from our adventures, but our day wasn't over yet! After cleaning up at the hotel, we met Jen and her husband John at a nearby bar. We chatted for quite a long time, then Paul and I had dinner across the street at Max's. It was a seafood place, so we each had a bowl of lobster bisque and shared a seared tuna salad.
After dinner, I totally crashed. Paul went for a nighttime walk to a nearby park, but I was beat! And tomorrow was going to be back full of more excitement, so I needed my rest!
Wow! If you read that entire thing, you deserve a cookie! The next Colorado post will re-cap Day 3 and that will be on Wednesday.
Have you ever been to Denver or Boulder?
Have you ever seen a bear in the wilderness?
Ever been to the top of a fourteener?