(Actually I think my elevation is something like 13 feet, but I don’t really know how to check.)
I made it back from my short trip to Denver yesterday afternoon. We had a great time with no major hassles, other than Denver’s horribly mismanaged airport security line, and a couple of pouty four-pawed felines who get upset when we leave them with a petsitter. The only real issue is the trip seemed way short, and we barely saw any of the city, aside from Coors Field.
My perception of Denver is weird, because when I lived there, I thought it was a pretty small place. But when I think about all of the places we didn’t see at all during this trip, I realize it’s pretty damn huge. And I also realize now that in my year there, I barely scratched the surface; there are so many things I never did there, I could probably line up a years’ worth of weekend voyages and daytrips and visits and expeditions. And part of that is that during my year there, we spent almost every weekend going to the movie theater at Stapleton, and then going to the Target there. There’s a lot of good food in town, but I ended up at Bar Louie’s or Breckenridge Brewery eating nachos and wings and trying to watch a game on mute. I feel like if I had the time, I would be able to do a lot more there.
Example: we went to the Denver Art Museum. Never went when I lived there, and I was slightly reluctant only because the King Tut thing is there now, which means there’s this mad rush of confusion with the herds heading in to see the mummies. But for ten bucks, we spent a couple of hours looking through the exhibits, and even the outside of the buildings is pretty awesome looking. I mean, I am always conflicted about fine art, because there are pieces I really like, and not just photorealistic painting, but modern art that elicits some kind of response from me. But there are other things that don’t, maybe because I’m an idiot or never studied art, or don’t see how a fire hydrant painted blue is supposed to signify the coming of a second ice age due to botched foreign policy. But the DAM had some interesting stuff, and it’s just another example of something I completely missed while I lived there.
Anyway, I’m slowly getting the pictures on flickr, and I’ll write up the baseball games eventually…