Journal Entry #12

It’s been a couple of days, so let me catch up on the past week. I arrived in Colorado on Tuesday, and now I am at my dad’s house up in Rollinsville. I had a bad day of travel to get here. I had planed on doing the X-fare thing again with Airtran, so I had my uncle drop me off at the Hartsfield airport real early on Tuesday. I walked up to the ticket counter and asked for the ticket, however was told that I could not participate in the X-fare program because I had a suitcase. So I had to pay $250 instead of the $100 I was expecting to pay. HORSESHIT!! And the lady was a complete bitch about it. I should have asked to speak with the manager about it, cuz she was a bitch about it.

My dad picked me up from DIA and we made our way up to Boulder. Man do I miss the mountains. When you head in from Denver on 36, there is just an incredible view of the Flatirons just after driving over the hill after Louisville. I always marvel at that view when I see it. We went straight downtown and ate at illegal Pete’s on Pearl Street. This is one of my favorite spots in Boulder. You can get a burrito the size of your head for 5 bucks, a great bargain. I had a quesadilla for the first time ever from there, and washed it down with a Fat Tire, my favorite beer. Afterwards, we came up to Rolli, stopping at the Mountain People’s Coop for some provisions in Nederland. Later that night, while attempting to watch a documentary on Fidel Castro, the DVD player started working kind of funny, so my dad threw it out the window and smashed it. Nope, nothing has changed up here!

The past few days I spent in the lowlands with some friends. I ran into my Friend Evan down in Boulder, and he came with me to meet up with Klepper, Benny, Donna, Alika, and Bryce at the old Circle K on the hill, and from there we all went out to Quin’s house for a little pool action. Afterwards, we ate lunch at the Lazy Dog on Pearl St., which is a great place to see a game. They have a satellite and about a million TVs, so you can watch just about any game you could imagine. Prices were not to bad, and they have a happy hour between 3 and 6.

When we finished up eating, we went down to South Boulder where our friend Dustin lives. Hung out and had a beer, then left for the mountains. Klep and I had been missing them, so we went up Flagstaff and took in the scenery. After driving all the way up Baseline, we had a great view: we could see the entire city of Boulder and the mountains behind it, some snow-capped, making a breathtaking view.

That night, I went bowling with Joselyn, Alika, Jeremy, and a few of his friends down in Denver. The place had dollar games and dollar beers, so we were set for the evening. I crashed at Klep’s house that night.

Thursday we all went to Ellitch Gardens as the locals call it, or Six Flags as it is known to the rest of the world. Tuesday through Thursday admission is two for the price of one with a Coke can, so for 40 bucks Jeremy and I got in and met up with Benny, Bryce, and Donna. Lines were pretty long though, and we only rode a handful of them. At one point, after waiting in line for about an hour, there was a lightning watch and the rides shutdown, just as we arrived to the front of the line. So we did what anyone would do, left the park for a while to slam some beers and get toasty. We went back into the park later, but only stayed for about another two rides. We were pretty sick of waiting in lines!

Klep and I headed back to his spot, and went all the way out to Lafayette from there to see Levi. Stopped by a liquor store, and guzzled down a few 40oz’s. OE, just like the good ole days! While at Levi’s, we watched the Spurs take game 7 of the NBA finals, winning it all.

Yesterday I had lunch with Trisha, the secretary from September School, my old high school. It was very good to see her, she was always like a mom to me. We ate at the usual spot I go to with her, Applebee’s. I also saw her friend Donna, who’s section we always sit in when we eat there.

I headed up to Rolli after this, and I finally got to see the Fidel doc with my dad, and it was good. I don’t get why the US hates him so much, he seems like a good guy. He was a revolutionary, and saved his people from an evil dictator. Some people would argue that he is one himself, but I think they should do a little bit of research on him.

Now I am at the ol’ schoolhouse. The house my dad lives in up here is actually an abandoned school from the early 1900's. It is a funky place to be, and can be fun. My dad is having a rumba with his hippie friends right now. They are always up here jammin’, playing drums and other instruments. We went on a hike earlier, but I had to stop cuz I was feeling real bad. I got very light headed, so we turned around. Coming from Florida to over 9000 feet in elevation with asthma, I have to be precautionary. Well, I am about caught up, so I will leave it at that.