When life gets boring (or overwhelming) it’s the perfect time to hit the road.
And why not take it to Denver?!?
Syd and I loaded up the Pontiac Vibe with its broken struts and 1.5 hubcaps with loads of snacks (of course), bags of clothes and shoes and our yoga mats.
It wasn’t long before the “city” of Kearney was behind us, and a whole lot of nothing was around us.
About five hours, multiple stops, a stretch without phone service and a brief moment of confusion on the highway, we arrived at our little Air BnB.
But with sights to see and tapas to try you know we didn’t rest our weary heads.
So, strap on those stilettos ladies (or should I say practical walking shoes??) and follow along as we take the this city by storm.