Last week, Kurt and I found a
sweet apartment in downtown Littleton. When we inquired about the property, we found out that it was everything we wanted (just about) but that we had to sign for it in person. So we decided, "Let's go!"
On Friday we drove to Denver and back home. We were awake for 20 hours and 17 of those were spent driving to, from, and around Denver. I'm glad to say that the apartment is exactly what we expected and that we signed on it! Yay! Despite the incredible longness of the day (yes longness, not length :D ) we actually had a really good time. Here are the highlights in no particular order:
-Seeing a semi hit and knock over a traffic cone on the highway;
-Seeing a stunt plane perform tricks in Rifle, CO, on the way there. It was pretty cool!;
-On the way back, in Rifle, we saw stunt plane school. Not as exciting, but still makes the highlights list;
-The guy we saw in downtown Littleton (called LiDo by some): wearing a neck brace, smoking a cigarette, standing outside of the shady Shootin' Shop South. Niiiiice;
-Walking around downtown Littleton while eating McDonald's ice cream cones. It's a pretty cute area;
-The adorable maltese-terrier mix in the art shop in LiDo that we stepped into;
-Lots of cute, homey, artsy, antique-y shops in LiDo;
-Holding our breath for every tunnel we drove through. There's this one tunnel, the Eisenhower tunnel, that's about 2 miles long. Neither of us could hold it the entire way, but I held it twice, while it took Kurt 3 times;
-Kurt's biggest highlight was probably seeing signs for the many 14,000 foot mountains in CO;
-Writing silly love notes to each other to pass the time;
-Eating lots of sour patch kids. It occurred to me that they're kind of a morbid snack. I mean, children?? My goodness;
-My job applying experience at Hoflin Publishing. My initial thoughts on entering the building: "Well, I expected these people to be weird (the company publishes dog books and magazines only), but this is worse. It smells like a weird combination of rubbing alcohol and permanent markers. I thought only Dwight painted his walls black. There's like five light bulbs and windows in this place, combined. Why did I bother bringing in a resume if I have to fill out an application? Did that lady not get the memo that floral pants a) are no longer in style and b) should at least reach the tops of your feet?";
-The three AMAZING lightning storms we skirted. We honestly watched hours' worth of photography-worthy lightning strikes and yet were never in the storms;
-While watching the first lightning storm, as we drove through a canyon, we saw a literal waterfall of mud (a mudfall?) cascading down the wall of the canyon. It was sweet.