Denver

Thursday:

We left Rock Springs a little before 9am. The sky is overcast but the roads are dry. At Laramie we took Hwy 287 toward Fort Collins. It looks like a town we'll have to return to. We arrived in Denver around 3pm. We contacted Don's niece Vicky and we all dropped by for an evening visit to Don's sister Virginia at the hospital. She is making progress to recovery from recent surgery. We were very low on gas so stopped by a Conoco station. It took nearly 30 minutes to fill the tank, about 2 gallons per minute. How slow can you go? We stopped by our neighborly Wal-Marts for the night in Wheatridge, West of Denver. We'll be hanging around for a couple of days.

Friday:


Don's nephew Larry and niece Vicky at Vicky's house in Arvada. Larry, from Cheyenne, is a recent retiree from the railroad, a novice still. We had dinner at the Boca de Beppo restaurant downtown. Nice food. Be careful not to over order as we did.

Saturday:

I made an attempt to repair the broken driverside windshield. The crack is 10-12 inches but below the driver's view. The crack was contaminated by all the rain so it isn't invisible. Hopefully it is stopped.

I went to Wal-Mart's photo center and made some prints from pictures of our get together. First time I've used the photo kiosk. Worked great, took about 10 minutes. Sure beats printing them on the printer.

Our afternoon was a visit to Hobby Town for a look around and dinner at a nearby Hofbrau where we all had fajitas. Odd menu there. Not like the cafeteria like hofbrau's I'm used to. More like a Colorado/Mexican food restaurant.

Sunday:

We lounged around all morning. We went over to the hospital about 1230. Later, nephew John, his wife Judy, daughter Angie and her son Kegan came over. Niece Vicky and her son Mike also came over. Lots of visitors for sister Virginia. We wore her out.

John and family headed back to Cheyenne, Vicky and Mike to there home and we headed downtown.

We walked the 16th Street Mall, shared a wonderful slice of taramuso cheesecake at The Cheesecake Factory and then went over to Vicky's for dinner of homemade chili. (Yes, we are learning to eat desert first. Wisdom comes with age, or at least I hope so.) Vicky had also made a delightful blackberry cobbler. (Yes, two deserts. See what I said about wisdom.)

We were the only RV at Walmart's tonight. Everyone else must be smarter, so they left town.