Would I say that Colorado was my favorite state of the trip?
Yes. Yes, I would say that Colorado was my favorite state of
the trip.
I mean, damn, it was beautiful! The gorges! The peaks! (The
stores! The chores!) The sky was a kind of blue you never see in the real
world!
And then, we entered Silverton, Colorado, a little strip of
heaven just pretty as a picture, so pretty it should wear a bow. Vicky was a
bit peckish and Silverton sprang up in the middle of some tedious mountain driving
– so we stopped.
Ate at a joint called…
Two words: Pork Sundae. No shit. Pork Sundae. It’s like BBQ
heaven – which is not where pigs go when we eat them, sadly enough.
I didn’t want to leave Silverton. I wanted to move there. It’s
just so beautiful.
But we couldn’t wait. Utah was calling… on an old phone…
collect… because it hated us.
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