I’ll always remember my first time in Denver.
I was nineteen when I embarked upon my first travel adventure, flying solo from my home in Florence, South Carolina to a wedding in Denver, Colorado. One stop in Chicago, and I was across the Mississippi River and into high desert air.
I was nineteen when I embarked upon my first travel adventure, flying solo from my home in Florence, South Carolina to a wedding in Denver, Colorado. One stop in Chicago, and I was across the Mississippi River and into high desert air.
I don’t recall whether I rented a car, but I was intimidated by narrow city streets, packs of cars, and density. We knocked and bumped through town for a whirlwind of dinners and rehearsals, ceremonies and receptions, and I came away from Colorado with a poor taste. I didn’t like Denver very much.
Fast forward to 2018.
I don’t know how many times I’ve visited Denver since my first underwhelming foray, but I’m here now, typing away in a basement flat near downtown, listening to my hosts party upstairs, digesting some of the best sushi ever, and basking in the glow of time spent with dear friends.
I have nine more Denver appearances this week.
The trees are red and yellow, orange and pink. They preen and flame in front of a wall of snow-capped mountains and clear sky. While I may be darting from here to there, I’m grateful.
- Grateful for time spent with one of my oldest, dearest friends.
- Thankful for the chance to visit a magical, colorful fall show.
- Honored to be welcomed by enough groups to be freaking out by how much I have to do.
- Pleased with the reception I had last week in the Pacific Northwest.
- Keenly aware of what it means to be able to see the beauty and color and texture of this vivid, vibrant world.
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Thank you for that thought!
You’re welcome.
Hey sweet talented one – how do i go about sharing this. I used to be able (seems like years ago), be able to share it on Twitter, Tumblr and Facebook. I believe I’ve asked this before, please forgive me if I have and you’ve answered it. My mind is a steel sieve.
Looking into it. Will get back to you.
That’s a very impressive appearance and speaking schedule! Hope you are handing the altitude well with all that talking. 🙂
So far, all is well.
sounds like fun and lots of memories
Yes and yes.
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