D(og)enver
Trip Start
Jul 2008
1
7
13
Trip End
Ongoing
Boulder,
Colorado,
United States
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Its Caitlin, and my experience when something like this. After a night in Wichita, following 10 hours in the car we began another 10 hours to Denver. We woke up early, taking time to stop in antique stores, and look around at the Kansas landscape, which is flat and dry and the color of the "flesh" crayon we got as kids. At our second antique destination Chris found a new love. That love being at $250 bass accordion.
I called my dad, former accordion player, to tell him about our newest purchase and he wanted to know if Chris had asked me if adding an enormous accordion to our already packed car was ok, and I said yes he had and I had said "yes". My dad then asked why i had said yes. I explained that when Chris asked me earlier on the trip if he could buy an accordion if he found one, I said yes because I NEVER in a MILLION years believed he would find one, and in that moment, when I said yes, I of course doomed myself and all of our friends to a summer of beginners accordion.
But its not so bad. He "plays for me" all the time. Plus, My Polka is will be perfected by the time I reach the west coast.
Now to address the title of this entry. Preamble: I'm allergic to everything. Mostly cats, sometimes cherries, sometimes dogs. I've had reasonably good luck with dogs....
Last night we arrived in Denver with plans to met up with Dan Sherman, Chris' freshman roommate from SUNY. When we called Dan from Kansas he was "all about" dinner, cause he "loves" us "kids". Yet by the time he reached Denver Dan was no where to be found. Hungry, tired, and not in anyway willing to be in the car any longer we set about calling Chris' friend Nic, who's place we were crashing at. She didn't pick up. So we tried Nic's roommate Jackie, and she picked up and said C'mon over... And we did just that, only to arrive to a small apartment with a large wolf, i mean dog.
My nose started clogging, my throat scratching, my eyes watering. I caved in and took some allergy medication. My nose cleared, my throat soothed, my eyes dried and everywhere the dog had licked me started to hive. I tried to play it cool. Yet the deep cleansing breath path seemed ill advised. And when I discovered that we were sleeping on an air mattress on the floor it was too hard to fight off images of a lick and hive covered face the following morning. I asked Chris to apologize for us and we headed back out into the Denver night to stay at Dan Sherman's, who had by this time left 8 missed called on both our phones. We arrived at Dan's close to midnight and he insisted that we help him set up his 52'' LCD flat Screen TV. I don't really know what happened, I feel asleep....
This morning we enjoy donuts from LaMars and Lunch at illegal Pete's and the rest of the time sat in the park, me reading, chris knitting.
In the afternoon we set out for Boulder, arriving only to discover that a hose leading to our coolant system had burst and that there wasn't any coolant left in the car. As we stood outside reading our 99 chevy malibu manual a dog came trotting over to us, no leash, no human companion. Chris gave the dog a stern "NO!" and the dog turned around, tail between its legs and walked out into traffic where it was almost run over. Moments later a guy pulled up, ran into traffic, grabbed the dog pulled it off the road and called the number on its collar. Long story short the owner of the dog came and got it and all was well.
We decided to go inside an call AAA, only to discover that our host has recently acquired an accordion. Wouldn't that be funny? Really, she had recently acquired a dog...
Wish me luck everyone, and send benedryl....
