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Day 8. 9:50 am. Denver, CO
We're staying at a Ramada Inn in downtown Denver. Not to knock the city, but this is a pretty sketchy part of town. Coming back from dinner, we saw at least 5 police cars and a couple of 20-ish year old boys running across the street carrying a large box. Not to mention the sirens outside of our window, the smell of pot in the hall, and the staircases where Ted said "you kind of expect to come around the corner and find someone shooting up."
Thank God for the security bolty thing on the door. Someone tried to come in this morning while we were sleeping. Howie and Ted are still sleeping like rocks. I would have thought it was housekeeping, but no one actually said "housekeeping." I bolted awake and got out of bed to find the door ajar. Thanks mom, I now understand why you put the suitcase holder with the suitcase on it in front of the door. So, I'm awake, thoroughly freaked out and can't sleep.
It's really sad that we'll have to say goodbye to Jerry at this point in the journey. Perhaps more so for the guys, since they'll actually be parting ways for a while. I'll be seeing Jerry again fairly soon. I liked the advice a wise woman told me "Don't be sad. Get over there and make some more good memories. Otherwise, all you'll remember is that you were sad."
We're staying at a Ramada Inn in downtown Denver. Not to knock the city, but this is a pretty sketchy part of town. Coming back from dinner, we saw at least 5 police cars and a couple of 20-ish year old boys running across the street carrying a large box. Not to mention the sirens outside of our window, the smell of pot in the hall, and the staircases where Ted said "you kind of expect to come around the corner and find someone shooting up."
Thank God for the security bolty thing on the door. Someone tried to come in this morning while we were sleeping. Howie and Ted are still sleeping like rocks. I would have thought it was housekeeping, but no one actually said "housekeeping." I bolted awake and got out of bed to find the door ajar. Thanks mom, I now understand why you put the suitcase holder with the suitcase on it in front of the door. So, I'm awake, thoroughly freaked out and can't sleep.
It's really sad that we'll have to say goodbye to Jerry at this point in the journey. Perhaps more so for the guys, since they'll actually be parting ways for a while. I'll be seeing Jerry again fairly soon. I liked the advice a wise woman told me "Don't be sad. Get over there and make some more good memories. Otherwise, all you'll remember is that you were sad."
posted by Lisa | 8:54 AM
2 Comments:
You guys need different fonts.
Or something.
*waves*
Dear Howard and friends whom I've never met,
That sounds scary, so stay safe!
PS this font is hard to read.
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