He picked me up in the middle of nowhere and was driving over 200 miles in my direction. But alas, when we stopped for food and he took a big bite out of his McDonald's sandwich I witnessed a moment of confusion, then panic on his face. He then held out his hands and a set of dentures broken in half fell into them. "I'm going to have to turn around," he said. "Shit, I had Broncos tickets..."
This is going to have to be a short blog because I'm about to go out to lunch with my friend Emily, but I wanted to let the world know that I am alive and well! (very well!) I'll post more of the details later but I had an excellent CouchSurfing host in Santa Fe, where I spent two nights, and very much discovered the higher-altitude night life.
I'm in Loveland, Colorado right now, about an hour north of Denver, where I'll stay for the weekend and kick it with Emily!
Signin out.
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