Day 1: Denver, CO

We're here in Denver, Colorado. Fraser, Colorado to be precise.

We landed so early, in fact, that nobody with orange glow sticks was there to guide our plane to the gate nor anyone to push the jet way up.

I got to the rental car counter and I was within inches of upgrading to a compact car, but decided against it. The gods were smiling because it turned out that they were out of economy cars and had to upgrade us to a compact for free. Free is good. As our Christian friends would say, "Oh my stars. What a bargain!"

We chose a Toyota Corolla - a 2007 version of my Indy car and cruised out of the Denver airport, which is smack dab in the middle of nowhere. I could have read War and Peace in less time than it took to ride the shuttle to the rental car lot.

We were famished due to the lack of quality eats aboard our flight so we stopped in Idaho Springs, Colorado for a quick bite and found the King's Derby Diner on the side of the road. It was tasty and cheap. It was also apparently a babysitting business as the waitress and cook were herding seven small children between hustling up grub and refilling my Dr. Pepper.

I just noticed that this is, by far, the most riveting post I've ever written.

After dinner, we headed to our accommodations for the night in Fraser, Colorado with the Magill's. Julia's mom has been out here already and warned us of the winding stretch of road on the way. Winding? Winding is the least descriptive word ever for the 20 mile path of death through the mountains. Darkness only made it worse. We'll see it in daylight today and film some of it for your viewing pleasure. Let's just call it the MHTJD or Multiple Hairpin Turn Journey of Death. Yeah, that's a bit more apt than "winding."

Anyway, so begin the photos. Don't get too excited. I'm only starting with two. Click HERE to see Day 1.

Tomorrow brings with it the Colorado Rockies game and Brittany Green. She's one of our new student managers at work and she's a punk. She lives in Denver and pretended she was interested in going to the game with us. She will rue the day.

As my friend Mega would say, "That's it. I'm done!"