2. I'm a fan of the ocean, but can anything be more beautiful than this? The American West is as expansive as its stereotype. Yes, there are strip malls and buildings to close to each other but you always get this sense of magestic wide open space.
4. This is Garden of the Gods. My brother-in-law promised me this one mile walk would only be a quarter mile, but I knew what I was getting into and enjoyed it thoroughly. I wish I could include shots of the dozens of rock climbers we passed all geared and tied up to these formations, but of course I still can't figure out how to change a photo from horizontal to vertical. Suffice to say this is a protected ancient public area and very much Colorado.
5. This is downtown Colorado Springs. Although it is a bona fide city, it has a sleepy small town feel to it. I spent a quick afternoon in a local Starbucks working on our household budget while jb visited her mom, and jb and I spent an afternoon having Mexican food for lunch and then strolling up and the streets and shops.
6. This is a just parking lot at the end of a non-descript street. Wow. Jeez.
7. JB and I had a rare opportunity to snatch a few hours for a mid-day movie matinee. This has always been one of my favorite things to do, and this movie and movie theatre did not disappoint. We saw "The Namesake", a modern flick about a family from India who had acclimated into American life and were trying to "fit" and hold on to their culture and traditions. It was a really good movie--I recommend it.
The theatre itself was awesome. It had a coffee and wine bar with comfortable seating and kind of an art deco meets the wild west decor. And really, isn't it nice to walk into a theatre at 4:00 in the afternoon, savor some buttered popcorn, and feel your eyes adjust to early evening when you finally walk out?
8. For 3 days we loved our time with JB's family, were relieved that her mother would be able to return to her apartment after a stint in rehab, ate good home cooking and my beloved Mexican food, leisurely read the Sunday New York Times, heard about my brother-in-law's return trip to Guatamala, where he was given the key to the city for his work there 37 years ago, caught up with our nephew's life and hopes for the future, and finally, headed home at 5 am on a dark rainy Tuesday morning.
I don't like airports, unless I can be passive and someone else takes care of all the arrangements. JB agreed to do this for me this trip, so I complained less than usual. We had a stop over in Minneapolis for almost 3 hours. I also don't expect much from airports. Minneapolis, however, was quite an exception. The food courts and restaurants and shops and services are top notch. Here is where jb and I had an organic healthy breakfast, I spread out my laptop, I happily chatted with Ces by cell phone and caught up on other calls. This restaurant, whose name I cannot remember!--was really cool. It reminded me, as so many things do, how lucky I am in so many ways. My life has ups and downs and all-arounds, for sure, but I am able to choose people and places that soothe and calm me. That is no small matter.
I'm home now. The sun is shining and the air is no longer frigid. I'm in pretty good shape. I hope you are too.....