I've always felt a pull to Colorado. It's breathtakingly beautiful, the people there are super laid-back, everyone seems to have a lab, wear chacos and drive a Jeep. Love that! With Todd's knowledge of my random and special connection to CO +new, ultra cheap tickets from PROVO AIRPORT to Denver =dream vacation!
This is Todd's "It's 8AM and I'm tired" face.
Behind him is our teeny airplane, which will take us to Denver.
Clockwise from top left: Our fancy schmancy hotel, the crazy bride and groom,
ROOM SERVICE!! and a sunrise from our hotel window.
Todd with some sweet shades. On our way to have an adventure!
Downtown Boulder was so fun! They have a pedestrian mall--Pearl Street--, meaning you walk down the street to get to the next shop instead of being indoors. Most everything is locally-operated. It felt a lot like our similar State Street Mall here in Madison. Cool local artists, hippie/granola clothes and jewelry, and plenty of youngsters sporting University of Colorado shirts and hats.
Some highlights: Todd bought his first pair of Chacos!, we got some t-shirts, watched lots of fun street performers and musicians, bought some yummy Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory fudge adn dipped cookies, tried on silly hats, got some ice cream and enjoyed the dry hot weather.
Whitewater rafting. The guide asked our group at the beginning if we wanted to go easy or if we wanted to actually have fun. Let's just say that at the first rapid, called "50/50" (the chances of you falling out) had us all underwater. It was a total blast! No one could believe we went river rafting on our Honeymoon. One guy on our group turned to his wife:
"Why didn't we do that on our honeymoon?"
Matching Chacos!And an exhausted pair of hikers, madly in love.
Local wildlife. The one on the right is a large and growly bear, in case you can't tell.
We got to our Utah hotel room late the final night, after visiting family and frantically packing for home. Todd slides the key
card in. Green. Unlocked. He pushes the door a few times, totally
confused at why it's not opening all the way. It was stuck on the little metal bar that loops around for extra security. You know, the kind you can only lock from the inside. Bizarre!
I call down to the lobby to see what the plan is and he says, "Let me guess- you're in room 434. I told them to fix that!"
After like 30 minutes of unsuccessful prying (wrenches, screwdrivers,
magazines, pencils, car keys, fingers) and praying, Todd sighs and goes, "So... can we have a discount?" HiL-arious. He agreed and we got like half off! We gave up
on the stubborn door and they assigned us to an extra room they had,
promising we could get our suitcases and stuff
out before our 8AM
flight, back to Wisconsin.
Long story short, it was a special handicap room. Like, built-in lights that flash when someone knocks on the door or calls, braille scattered around the room, giant shower...and it hadn't been cleaned very well since the last guest. Yikes. As pledged, a man woke us up early to get our stuff from our original room. It made for a very sleepy plane ride home.
