We woke up in Denver feeling rejuvenated after sleeping on something a little softer than a concrete slab with a sleeping bag over it. Thank goodness for Maeve (even though she's in NY) and her roommates extending an invitation for us to stay in their sweet house in the semi-burbs of Denver.
First things first- go for a run in the neighborhood before we went to eat a huge breakfast. Some observations about Denver- it is unbelievably "clean and green," as Jess said. The air just smelled fresh. Although we joked about it, the altitude felt different on the run, too. Even though the extent of our exercise has been hiking and running to and from rest stop bathrooms so we don't lose time on the TomTom, we haven't been keeping a strict exercise regiment. Needless to say, the run was painful. It felt like I was breathing in cold air and my throat was sore afterwards. We couldn't figure out if we just weren't used to the cooler temperature or because of the altitude. But the altitude change did become somewhat of a running joke. ("Oh, you're winded after that 3 step climb? Must be the altitude change.")
For breakfast, we decided to take the 40 minute trip to Boulder to check out a spot we saw on Man vs. Food...and we are glad we did. The Buff is located right across the street from University of Colorado, right in the center of this cool college town. Thanks to Adam Richman's recommendation, we all ordered the Saddlebags, which are pancakes with sausage, bacon or ham cooked right into the pancake, with eggs, anyway you want, on top. It's the perfect breakfast-all your favorite breakfast foods cooked into one plate! It was a great start to our morning- and a really cool scene packed with college kids and hippies.
Next we decided to take some serious regroup/research time at Borders. A couple of hours later, we were ready to FINALLY make it into the city for dinner and the nightlife. We were proud of ourselves for being able to navigate yet another city via public transportation- we took the light train into the city. Four dollars and 20 minutes later, we were in the city, where Lindsey,Maeve's roommate told us we could hop on the "free mall ride" bus to get closer to our destination. Jess insisted we take the bus, because it is free of course, and our thriftiness is overtaking our lives, and a short time later we were at our dinner spot. We ate a delish dinner at an Italian restaurant that Maeve recommended to us because of the atmosphere and wine. Katy schooled us in the art of eating an artichoke and Jess perfected the art of salad tossing...
We ended our night at Market street, a strip in Denver riddled with bars and nightlife. We decided to start, and end our night, at Maloney's- because of their giant, cheap beers. A couple giant beers later we decided to play, and make up our own drinking game. Although it has no name yet, I think it'll really take off. Oh well, here are the rules. Do what you will with them...
Drink anytime...
1. Someone with a leather jacket walks in the bar.
2. A bartender makes a shot for someone.
3. A bartender uses up a bottle of liquor.
4. The song changes.
5. You make awkward eye contact with someone across the bar.
6. A drunk girl screams.
7. Someone walks in with a ridiculous outfit.
8. Ernie or Floop (our mascots) are mentioned.
Ask any of the three of us now and we'll tell you, that we loved Denver and can't wait to go back...but it certainly kicked our butts.
First things first- go for a run in the neighborhood before we went to eat a huge breakfast. Some observations about Denver- it is unbelievably "clean and green," as Jess said. The air just smelled fresh. Although we joked about it, the altitude felt different on the run, too. Even though the extent of our exercise has been hiking and running to and from rest stop bathrooms so we don't lose time on the TomTom, we haven't been keeping a strict exercise regiment. Needless to say, the run was painful. It felt like I was breathing in cold air and my throat was sore afterwards. We couldn't figure out if we just weren't used to the cooler temperature or because of the altitude. But the altitude change did become somewhat of a running joke. ("Oh, you're winded after that 3 step climb? Must be the altitude change.")
For breakfast, we decided to take the 40 minute trip to Boulder to check out a spot we saw on Man vs. Food...and we are glad we did. The Buff is located right across the street from University of Colorado, right in the center of this cool college town. Thanks to Adam Richman's recommendation, we all ordered the Saddlebags, which are pancakes with sausage, bacon or ham cooked right into the pancake, with eggs, anyway you want, on top. It's the perfect breakfast-all your favorite breakfast foods cooked into one plate! It was a great start to our morning- and a really cool scene packed with college kids and hippies.
Next we decided to take some serious regroup/research time at Borders. A couple of hours later, we were ready to FINALLY make it into the city for dinner and the nightlife. We were proud of ourselves for being able to navigate yet another city via public transportation- we took the light train into the city. Four dollars and 20 minutes later, we were in the city, where Lindsey,Maeve's roommate told us we could hop on the "free mall ride" bus to get closer to our destination. Jess insisted we take the bus, because it is free of course, and our thriftiness is overtaking our lives, and a short time later we were at our dinner spot. We ate a delish dinner at an Italian restaurant that Maeve recommended to us because of the atmosphere and wine. Katy schooled us in the art of eating an artichoke and Jess perfected the art of salad tossing...
We ended our night at Market street, a strip in Denver riddled with bars and nightlife. We decided to start, and end our night, at Maloney's- because of their giant, cheap beers. A couple giant beers later we decided to play, and make up our own drinking game. Although it has no name yet, I think it'll really take off. Oh well, here are the rules. Do what you will with them...
Drink anytime...
1. Someone with a leather jacket walks in the bar.
2. A bartender makes a shot for someone.
3. A bartender uses up a bottle of liquor.
4. The song changes.
5. You make awkward eye contact with someone across the bar.
6. A drunk girl screams.
7. Someone walks in with a ridiculous outfit.
8. Ernie or Floop (our mascots) are mentioned.
Ask any of the three of us now and we'll tell you, that we loved Denver and can't wait to go back...but it certainly kicked our butts.
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