Let’s Get High….a Mile High!

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Yes, it’s true.  Everywhere you go in Denver you can smell the unique scent of cannibas.  Today I sniffed around the city of Denver.  I slept in a little and had a low key day planned.  I needed it after two nights on the train and a night on the town in Chicago.  Denver has a really great feel to it.  The people are friendly and the city has a relaxed feel to it.  I’m guessing it’s all the recreational weed and second hand smoke.

It was a bit of an historical day for me in Denver.  I wanted to find a little more out about this city.  I took the “Unsinkable Molly Brown” historical tour.  I just loved her in the movie Titanic, so I thought I’d give it a whirl.  The house and the story of Molly Brown was extremely fascinating.  I learned that she was a big voice in the suffragette movement. I later learned at my state capital tour, completely worth the hour just so you can go up in the dome and see the city,   that Colorado was the first state to allow women to vote.  Wyoming claims they were and yet they were only a territory.

I spent some time walking around the city.  Capital Hill was a gorgeous area, there was a very large homeless population.  I later found out on some inside info that Denver has a large homeless population because of their mild climate.  I walked over to Larimer Square to meet an old college classmate Becca who teaches music out here now.  It was so great to see her.  We spent the afternoon/evening catching up and she showed me the different parts of Denver.  A drink up  in the gorgeous Hyatt of Denver with an amazing view, a stroll down 16th street mall, a hat shop in Larimer Square and then dinner at a hot spot called Linger.  I will say the parking lots are pretty cheap (compared to Boston) so I grab an all day $10 lot so I didn’t have to worry about street parking.  That was also after I had to look for my car on the street because I forgot where I parked it in unfamiliar territory.

I must say, Denver is a great city and I can’t wait to come back and discover even more. Perhaps, I was lucky to have a local tour guide who spent several years singing with me.  Perhaps, the climate is wonderful and the vibe is something I get or perhaps, it’s all the second hand smoke.  Whatever it may be, Denver has not seen the last of me.



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