Days Inn Denver Downtown
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... of other planes there, waiting for the hourly update to hear if DIA was open. Finally, three hours and a federally required "extended delay" snack later, we flew to DiA. We were forced to call the parents and tell them we were in Colorado but the dinner was off. Major bummer. Of course the day we returned to Denver was the only time we have ever been significantly delayed on our trip. Go figure. Anyways, we got picked ...
... hundreds of dollars setting up a trip to learn the language in six days. I'm determined to be able to speak Irish and I'm way too cheap to leave that up to chance. This investment has lit a fire under my drive to practice, to memorize and to be exposed to the language. I'll be speaking this language before I leave Ireland even if that means learning a bunch of it before I arrive. They say that a ...
Just waiting for my parents to pop out of the connections door... all checked in and been chatting to a lady called Nancy who lives in Denver. Love talking to people from all over the world especially when you're visiting their home. I am so emotionally looking forward to this. It feels like a dream. See you on the other side of the pond... Rairai ...
... a plane window as it starts its descent to land. It took another hour to reach the outskirts of Denver which is itself some 5270 ft above sea level. We eventually arrived at 18.45 just a few minutes late. We are not yet half way across America!
It's difficult to adequately describe today's journey. Our photos can't do it justice because its about not only the Rockies and the snow and the scenery, but it's the whole experience: the charismatic customer service ...
... Although we didn't have TV, we kept up on much of the news via computer, and all the news in the U.S. just seemed more and more alarming as time went on, and the differences became more and more apparent between what we were living there and reading about here. I became increasingly afraid for the U.S., for the direction it seemed to be going and for my kids and grandkids who were living in and being influenced by it all.
I recognized the extreme of ...