things to do in Denver when you're...
(x-posted to reading, yet rocking?) Hey, you know how the Denver airport was closed earlier this week? Well, guess where our flight to Albuquerque was routed through? Yes, you guessed it, the Mile High city, or as we now call it, the Mile-Long Line city. As my stepfather told me, airport stranding stories are about as interesting as accounts of wisdom teeth removal and your latest diet, no matter how polite people are in asking about these kind of incidents. However, in the interest of historical "I was there" record, let me just tell you, the Denver Airport on Friday & Saturday was like Purgatory. And not the "Lost" TV show kind of Purgatory either, but the really bad kind. I know, I just angered the "Lost" fans out there, but I'm willing to take that risk. We knew that we were not going to get out of Denver on our original flight to Albuquerque, but we also knew that we had to get to Denver if we wanted any chance of getting to ABQ. Where were we...