Here are some pics that I took while I was driving -
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OMG my windshield is dirty!! |
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Ok, so I wasn't driving for this one... |
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SNOW!!! I had the top down, windows up, and heater on! |
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You're going to have to trust me, but my trip ticket says 1000m. That's kind of sad, because that means I'm done with 1/7th of my driving. |
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I THINK this is the road, and then RIGHT OFF OF THE ROAD is the moose/deer. |
Got to Brian's*. It was good to see him. I HATE to think how long it's been. That's terrible. Anyway, he lives in a house with two roommates, and I didn't know where I was staying that night, but Brian had cleaned his room and bathroom (which was apparently a big deal, but if he hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known - they looked fine) and invited me to stay there, which I thought was super nice.
He and I go riding and sightseeing. The first thing we did was go to Garden of the Gods, which are these AMAZING red rock formations. Fabulous. Got a shot of me -
OH NO!!! Have I reached my limit of uploads per entry?! Let's try a Day 3, Pt. 2 and see what happens...
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Note the T-shirt. That's important for later in the day. |
Then he took me to this place called Broadmoor. It's a SUPER schwanky hotel/resort/golf course/etc. We walked around the grounds a bit, and they were immaculate and beautifully landscaped and all of that, and then Brian decided we should go to the bar. I normally don't care about being too dressed up or too dressed down (who am I kidding - I've NEVER been too dressed up!!), but I felt a little awkward here - I was the ONLY person in a t-shirt, let along a t-shirt with a goofy saying!! I told myself that it was ok because the t-shirt implied that I had been to Czechoslovakia... Had TWO fabulous local beers.
Back to the house, where we had dinner with the roommates and watched basketball. It was apparently a big deal (seriously, it was the final game of the NBA championship). I felt very comfortable with them and it was fun.
Slept like a baby until...3:31!! I'm in a different time zone! How does that still happen?!?
*Brian is a cousin. He grew up in Pittsburgh, and Erich and I didn't, so we didn't get to hang out with them much.
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