Our Trip to Denver Part I

My Trip to Denver

(Not unlike those “What I did for my Summer Vacation” essays you did in Elementary School)

It was Wednesday morning and we were just finishing cleaning up the apartment. Packing can be kind of hard when there are only two of you. I had a great idea though; we could drive just to Indianapolis that night, get a hotel that would have a pool, and hot tub where we could relax before the long trip.

Around noon we got on the road. What is it with Cincinnati drivers? I’m following a slow moving truck, so I’m not going that fast. Every nut on the road came barreling right up to my bumper then veered off right at the last second. I felt like I was being dive bombed by a bunch of two ton birds…with wheels… on the ground. It’s a good thing we were only going as far as Indy because I was zoning before we even got to Indiana.

As we approached the Indiana welcome center I called Tim on the two way radio to suggest we stop there grab a lodging guide. We needed to find a place that allows pets for the night. My plan worked beautifully, we had no trouble finding a place and we decided that we could do the same thing when we got to Kansas.

We arrived at our hotel for the night took a quick nap and headed out for some dinner. Tim wanted Cracker Barrel… I guess growing up in a small town it makes him feel at home. I grew up in southern Georgia and try to avoid places that attract red necks. Sure enough not far from our table sat a man with overalls on. I roll my eyes and proceed to eat my fried catfish. Hey, I said I avoid red necks, didn’t say anything about not eating like one. We got a GPS for our trip out to Denver, and I swear it likes to take you a different way each time, because the way we went back to the hotel sure wasn’t the way we went! It took us through a shady looking neighborhood, or rather a series of shady looking neighborhoods. Soon enough we were back to our bed for the night and amazingly we quickly passed out.