Fort Collins-Days Inn

... nicely after the AC was on for a little. The hotel was the built for the archaeologists excavating the ancient Mayan city Chichen so it is very near to the site and tastefully littered with artifacts. We couldn't see anything when we first got to the hotel because the sun had set.

So, the next morning I was up early checking out the surroundings, and OH MY GOD, I have never stayed at a more beautful place. After breakfast, we ...

... drive day for us, we pulled into St Vrain State Park. The anticipated cold front arrived here on Thursday and it got down right chilly on Friday night. The highs have been in the 20's and we got about 3 inches of snow. The good news is that it is much colder in South Dakota and Nebraska so we made the right choice to come to Colorado ...

... to get out of the cab and in to my nice, airconditioned hotel room. Oops.. they couldnt actually turn on the air until my official check in time of 11:00, but they felt sorry for me and let me go lay down. A couple hours of sleep, some Pepto, and I'm good as new, and I venture out to Pratunam market. Now, this area is not for amateur shoppers...this is as hard core, pushing, shoving, bargaining as it gets. Pratunam Wholesale ...

... requesting that he be present for an interview on the 16th at 10 a.m. This is a very good opportunity for Janis, so he had to take it. I am not sure what we will do in Denver, but once again, we will figure it out. Janis leaves tomorrow afternoon to SFO and returns back to Denver on the 17th. Hopefully when he gets back, we can make our way towards Mt. Rushmore.
We arrived in Loveland, Colorado just outside Denver ...

... in some of the surroundings I returned to the hotel and walked through the lobby. The elevator doors opened and Neil was standing there, talking to his girlfriend on the phone. "Oh hey! Felice, I'll have to call you back. Ash is here." "Yeah, he's got Johnnie Dep facial hair." "I'll tell him." "Okay, bye." "Hey! Felice says hi too." "Hey man!" "When I got in the elevator I thought that would happen." "That I would be here when the doors opened?" "Yeah." "It's meant to be. Nice ...

... Sherri sees as she gets the treats out of the cupboard. They're all there but Tootsie who's hanging out on the other side of the table. The other bassett picture is Daisy, the 4 month old puppy. Sherri figures she'll be adopted soon since there's more of a demand for puppies than for adult dogs. If anyone is interested in a bassett hound, she has a very loving male named Abner that's up for adoption (I'd take him except Dori is the love of my life).

... br>Here's a synopsis of what you would have read had I written something: I graduated. It was nice and my family came out and I cried a little and there were many hugs. I put everything into my car and drove and drove and drove until I almost ran out of road on which to drive. My sister drove with me part of the way and that was nice. We went to Metropolis which is the home of Superman. We saw the big Superman statue and bought coozies.

With this mini-adventure road-trip ...

We were travelling late in the evening and will be reaching Phoenix at midnight. I was unsure of any restaurant that we will find open and so, we wanted to pack some frozen home-cooked food. Matu, my wife cooked some delicious Indian yakhni pulao and also, our great Ba (Sister), Nandini had packed some a) Indian fish curry ("Saru-masor tenga") and b) deliciously fried chicken dish. At this point, we are all looking forward to the Hotel and the food -to be heated up.

... while I would like to stop time and suspend reality for just a little longer so I can finally just see what I want to see before settling down, that's not gonna happen. I worry that I'm tossing away what progress I've made at leading a normal life. Not that this trip is so significant, but the cumulative effects of my choices are increasingly hard to ignore.

I have to go, though. Don't let that other paragraph lead you to think that ...

You know your friends are "unique" when the first thing you see upon awakening in their guest bedroom is a wall full of dead bats. Real live dead bats. Melissa and Dan, my soon-to-be-married bat biologist friends, have a different approach to home decor than, say, Martha Stewart. Luckily, I find that kind of thing almost as interesting as they do, and I enjoyed comparing the dessicated ...