We arrived in Denver late Saturday morning, greeted by blue skies and the silhouette of adventure in the distance. We drove straight through the city out to Morrison, to hike around Red Rocks Park & Amphitheatre. I had previously stopped there twice before, but it's one of my favorite parts of the Denver area, so I wanted to make sure Kim had a chance to see it. We hiked a couple of trails and climbed around off the trails as much as possible without getting in trouble. While I've always wanted to see a concert at the amphitheater, neither of us were really keen on spending the big bucks on Ed Sheeran.Read More
It started with food. I remember the very first time I tasted Indian food.
Ninth grade, spring time. It was a field trip to an Indian restaurant, marking the end of the year for Mr. Anderson's world history class.Mr. Anderson, an almost mystical figure at my high school, had traveled the world with his wife in a previous life and he proudly incorporated his vacation photos into his lectures. The Great Wall, the pyramids of Egypt, the Taj Mahal---he had been there and the proof spun around in his ancient slide projector with a persistent hum.Read More