Catch Me If You Can!
Fast forward 25+ years and my dear friend is still the same. It’s no surprise that now she lives in a new development on the outskirts of Denver in a minimal upkeep ranch home with a smart and sexy boyfriend. I was out to visit for a week and nothing changed. We hopped in her electric car and zoomed all over Colorado. In four days, we visited the Red Rocks Amphitheatre, United States Air Force academy, drove up Pikes Peak, toured the Garden of the Gods, visited a possibly haunted mansion, stopped at any shop that caught our eye along the way, drove to the Great Sand Dunes and were fooled by terrific signage into eating at a roadside diner that made us ill.
By Friday, her boyfriend was pleading loneliness and claiming abandonment. We decided to stay home and take him out to eat. Truth be told, we were exhausted and needed to recharge for our final day together downtown at the Denver Museum of Nature & Science.
The interesting thing is, I don’t have a lot of photos of all our adventures. I do have a head full of fun and exciting memories. Outside of Sandy, I never talk about what we did at the Thirsty Turtle in Lebanon, Tennessee.