Maybe it's because we had been on the road for more than two weeks and had already covered more than 5,000 miles. Maybe we had been at a high altitude for one day too long. Or maybe it was just something in the air that day.
Whatever the explanation, there's no arguing that my sister and I had a bit of a strange day in Denver, Colorado.
The morning started out a but tense, with us leaving Keystone late, and missing a lunch date with a Denver travel blogger whom I had really been looking forward to meeting. All that bad energy, however, was soon put in to having fun in this mile-high city.
We didn't have a long time to spend in Denver. In fact, it was basically just a lunch stop in between the Rocky Mountains and Nebraska. We had wanted to spend a whole day in Colorado's capital, but our schedule was simply already packed too tightly. So we had to make the most of the afternoon that we had.
Since we couldn't have lunch at the oldest restaurant in Denver (which sports far too many dead animal heads on its walls), we opted, instead, for the infamous Wazee Supper Club in Lower Downtown (or LoDo, which Melissa got a kick out of repeating over and over). The Wazee Supper Club is a neat little diner with a lot of history and a vintage feel that is marketed as being “retro-urban.”
Well, I don't care what you call it — the place makes some damn good pizza!
We ordered a “Bianca-style” pizza, which was a white pizza with olive oil and spices in the place of tomato sauce. We topped it off with pepperoni and meatball slices (yes, meatball!). It was delicious.
Then it was time to take a stroll around downtown Denver, hoping that the storm clouds would hold off (they did).
Denver seems like a very hip, fun city. It didn't really feel huge, which I liked about it. But I would need to spend more than just a couple of hours there to really form an opinion.
As it was, though, Denver definitely prompted us to tap into our silly side:
After the giant nose, we figured we couldn't possibly top that, and decided to end our Denver adventure on a high note. I definitely need to come back here soon.
And, sorry, but I don't have a video for you for Day 16. There simply wasn't enough time. Plus, you don't really want to watch a video of me picking my nose, do you?
Tomorrow, it's on to Nebraska!