Bedraggled after the arduous drive across the high plains of Kansas (see previous entry), we arrived in Northglenn, CO, a very nice suburb north of Denver, to visit transplanted Simi Valley friends. You should see their beautiful home! Not surprising since Ron is an artist and Judy has a flair for everything artistic including cooking and landscape architecture.
Forget the Concert Hall supper in Hermann, Judy prepared the most delicious bratwurst supper ever! It was also a great evening because Ron and Judy amused us with their great repositories of information and entertaining stories. Later, conveniently a few houses around the corner, we visited their multi-talented daughter Jenny, her ambitious husband Paul, and their delightful sons James and Tristan thriving in what can best be summarized as a spectacular, showpiece home.
Revived, the next morning we bid our dear friends adieu and drove south past the State Capitol in Denver to play a round of golf in Colorado Springs. A stunning Pikes Peak (Tom - insert photo) was always in view as was the Air Force Academy with its famous 17-spired Cadet Chapel. It was difficult to keep our eyes on the ball.
Revived, the next morning we bid our dear friends adieu and drove south past the State Capitol in Denver to play a round of golf in Colorado Springs. A stunning Pikes Peak (Tom - insert photo) was always in view as was the Air Force Academy with its famous 17-spired Cadet Chapel. It was difficult to keep our eyes on the ball.
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| Golfing toward Pikes Peak and the Air Force Academy |
That evening we yielded to bestial cravings and stopped at PF Changs for dinner - specifically to enjoy our favorite dish, Ma Po Tofu, last enjoyed in Austin, TX. In typical fashion we dined at the bar where we’ve always met interesting people. This time was no exception. A very fit middle-aged gentleman sat to our left and we got to asking each other how we arrived in Colorado Springs. Our story was very short. His took a little longer: he came from Boston in his 20’s to do missionary work, became a fire fighter, and simultaneously opened a fireplace/stove store (but of course) which he, wife and two sons now operate only on-line without their store front.
Hyatt Place was our residence for the rest of the night and we loved it. It had everything two swashbuckling, avant-garde, HD-addicted NCAA sports nuts need: space to spread out, a huge flat screen TV, memory foam bed, Wi-Fi internet, complimentary breakfast, and a Starbucks coffee bar.
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