Not quite two days ago, a few hours after I arrived, someone described Boulder to me as “thirty square miles surrounded by reality.” Sounds like a perfect spot to spend a couple of days, doesn’t it? Since we were among the many who experienced Delta’s system outage first hand, my time in Boulder was short. Since one of my travel companions is 14 months old, my travel activities had to be chosen with care. Here are some highlights of the quick visit:
Lunch with my cousin Mary on Tuesday: great food in a trendy French restaurant, chance for Aloisa to charm the waitstaff and the neighboring tables, and only one wine glass broken:
Lively music by Purple Squirrel at The Laughing Goat Tuesday evening, followed by a stroll on Pearl Street:
Wednesday lunch at Dushanabe Tea House, one of many examples of Boulder’s international connections, which include Tibet as well as Tajikistan. The tea house was a gift from a sister city; we ate outside in the shade of an apricot tree:
Boulder Farmers Market Wednesday afternoon: We bought Colorado cheeses and two kinds of artisan bread, and we enjoyed more music, but the highlight was the baby chicks:
Wednesday’s night show at the Boulder Theater: loved Pokey LaFarge, and the opening act, the Haunted Windchimes, were almost as good. This was the first time I noticed that the smell of marijuana was stronger than the smell of patchouli.
I’m up early, still on Ohio time. The sun is reflecting on the mountains this morning.
On our way to Casper Wyoming today. Should be a great spot to watch the meteor show!