travel
Spending a long time in the car for a road trip can sometimes be uneventful, but not through Colorado!
By Ryan King For my birthday this year, I wanted it all. Exquisite food, hypnotic…
The desk clerk warned that getting a stand-by seat would be difficult since it was the holiday season. I could only hope that other people wouldn’t be as foolish in this weather and stay home.
To spend a day in this quaint little haven is to allow oneself to be enveloped in pleasantry and positively palpable delight for the senses.
When it comes to those times in life when we’re riding a wave of good luck, we shouldn’t forget it could easily run out.
I’ve been transported, not to paradise, but the next best thing in the lower–48: Palm Springs.
It’s your last night in Paris, and until this point, you were happy to not have Internet on your cell. TMI…damn wifi at this fancy pants hotel. Yesterday, you moved across the river to Saint Germain, an area of Paris famous for it’s rich intellectual history, rich shopping and of course, a certain sweet liqueur that blends nicely with Champaign.
It’s late morning in London and the first thing you notice is how heavy and delicious the air is, as compared to Denver. Zooming past a myriad of billboard ads along the highway from London Heathow Airport, the buildings start to twist into neighborhoods with knotty roads and brick chimneys lined up like dominos. Checking in at the Waldorf London Hotel, you politely ask the concierge to lend you an umbrella, and venture out into the streets, groggy from the flight, but thankful to rediscover your legs.
Recently, my girlfriend was laid up on my couch complaining about how she was coming down with something. My first thought was to cover my mouth and order HVAC supplies to quarantine her. Visions of men in space suits speaking scientific mumbo jumbo startled me, and prompted a more caring response.
