So, Denver is great.
Yesterday I drove out to the Red Rock ampitheatre and park. Let me tell you... that was quite a treat. I was completely by myself, and the view of the Denver skyline from behind these huge red rocks just sticking out of the ground was magnificent.
Afterwards I got on 285 and started driving south through this passage called Turkey canyon, or creek, or something like that. I came upon an exit for a town called Tinytown. No joke. Tinytown. Obviously I exited and drove up a road a little ways until I came upon a row of connected buildings built right up against the face of this mountain. I realized then that I wanted to live in the mountains. Like, right inside the mountains with the pine trees and such. It was reminiscent of the Country Bears attraction at Disneyworld, and for some reason that was comforting. I think I need to go back to this town and drink a few beers. You know, mingling with those laid-back country folk. I like it a lot.
