Monday, July 20, 2009
Day 8 (July 11): Unbelievable Utah
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Day 7 (July 10): Utah-bound
States Traveled To: Colorado, Utah
Main Activity: Driving, Seeing Bruno, Arches National Park
We drove a few hours to Grand Junction where we stopped at the movie theater. Across the street was a good sandwich place, Schlotzsky's: Funny Name. Serious Sandwich. By the time we got our food, we had only ten minutes until the movie started, so we ate quickly then ran over to the theater.
I don't really know what I can say about Bruno on a blog that family will be reading. It was absolutely hilarious and disgusting. I found a short clip that is family-friendly when Bruno heads to the Middle East to try and solve the Israeli-Palestinian conflict:
If you enjoyed that, I am still not going to recommend that you see the movie. Wait for it to come out on TV and watch the edited version.
We drove the next hour or so and finally made it to Moab, Utah. On the way to the KOA we stopped at the Visitors Center of Arches National Park. It was about a million degrees outside. We heard from some of the Park Rangers inside that one of the best (if not the best) things to do at Arches is to hike up to the famous Delicate Arch (on the Utah license plate) and watch the sunset. The sun was supposed to set at around 845, so we went to the KOA first to check in before we did the hike.
On our way back to Arches, we stopped at a sandwich shop in town. We picked up a couple for the hike and also some free (day-old) bags of bread they were giving out.
The hike was steep. long. and hot. It was about a mile and half to the top, which would not have been bad were it not a mile and half on open rock face with no protection from the sun. We probably drank two or three liters of water by the time we reached the top, but we did make it there in time for the sunset.
There were actually a lot of people at the Arch. There was one large group of teenagers and a few adults that must of been a church group. I eavesdropped a little and overheard what must have been reflection time or something. There were a lot of families as well. The people sitting next to us went to Boston University, which was really weird!
We stayed up at the Arch for almost an hour. I climbed around and Liz took lots of pictures. We ate some of the free bread which tasted great after a hike.
By the time we started hiking back down, it was completely dark. Since I was not smart enough to throw a flashlight in our backpack, we had to stay a few feet behind this German couple who did have a flashlight. When we were almost at the bottom, we passed a family who were just beginning their hike to the Arch. And not only did they not have a flashlight, they had two babies who they were carrying on their backs and two other young children who could not have been older than five. It was almost ten by this time. People are crazy.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Day 6 (July 9): Go Braves!
We actually (sort of) got up early the next day to drive to Boulder. We parked at 14th and Walnut, then walked over to the famous Pearl Street. We spent our first hour or so looking at used bookstores. Liz went to a couple clothing stores and we went into some random stores. We found a cool smoke shop under a coffee place.
We ate lunch at a little Spanish joint called Juanita’s. The food was really good. Liz got a burrito that was bigger than her head. Once again, we were almost too full to move. But we managed to get up and crawl over to the Dushanbe teahouse that Jeff had told us about. It had been moved piece by piece to Boulder from Tajikistan, then completely rebuilt to look just as it had there. It was too busy for us to stop for a drink, but that didn’t stop us from giving a self-tour around the place.
On the way back to the car, I got us a little lost. All the parking garages look really similar and I was confused by all the streets (even though it was not that confusing). On the bright side, we did get to see more of Boulder, although I think Liz would have rather been in an air-conditioned car.
We stopped to see my old friend Tiffani Taylor on the way out of Boulder. She took us to a nice coffee shop and we had a much-needed iced coffee. After that, we stopped at a grocery store called King Sooper’s to buy tickets to the Braves-Rockies game that night. If you buy $25 worth of groceries, you can get great tickets for $10. Since we were running late and the game started in less than an hour, the girl at the counter sold us the $10 tickets even though we did not buy groceries. We drove back to Kevin and Jeff’s and Kevin drove with Liz and I to Coor’s Field for the game.
For $10, we had really great seats. We sat right at the foul post in left field, in the lower section. It may have been the best seats I have ever had at a major league game. The sun was blaring during the first several innings, but it quickly went down and the temperature was perfect for the rest of the game. One of the crowd photographer’s took this picture of us in the first inning:

If there is one thing I learned at the game, it is that Rockies fans are really nice. Four diehard fans sitting in front of us kept telling another fan to sit down when he tried to get the crowd to do the wave for about an hour, but they kindly asked us if it was okay for them to stand up during an intense part of the game. The cameraman next to us offered everyone around him a bag of sunflower seeds.
Unfortunately, the Braves lost. They had had a lead since the second inning, but gave it up in the bottom of the eighth. They were down by two going into the ninth and they did manage to score one run, making for a very exciting ending.
Day 5 (July 8): Being Lazy in Denver
At last we got to sleep in. We woke up around ten, but only to watch TV. We watched a few episodes of Futurama, then Liz watched Daisy of Love while I took a shower. We did a couple much-needed loads of laundry and then we were finally ready to go around two. Kevin and Jeff told us that we had to go see the Red Rocks Amphitheatre and check out Boulder. We decided to limit our time in the car as much as possible, so we pushed Boulder to the next day.
We drove ten miles to Red Rocks and after parking in a wrong (abandoned) parking lot, we stepped out of the car and into what must have been at least 95-degree weather. It was hot.
If you’ve ever been to the Amphitheatre, the one thing you probably remember (unless you went to an actual concert there) is the stairs. There are a lot of them. To add to it, it was really hot and we were still not adjusted to the altitude. The top of the Amphitheatre is about 6,500 feet above sea level. It was pretty cool. It would be amazing to see a concert there. If you are in the area, the Monolith Music Festival is happening soon. It sounds incredible.
We headed back to the house and turned the TV back on and I did a little more planning for our trip. When Kevin and Jeff came home, we decided to go out to eat. We walked down the street to a place called “the oven,” a really nice pizza place. The food was amazing and being the first “real” food we had eaten in quite a while, we ate a lot of it. We were stuffed when we left.