Amazed, agitated, antsy, appreciative, and astounded are all accurate adjectives about aforementioned adventure. =D
Now that I'm done with the verbal gymnastics, allow me to expound.
Contrary to pre-travel descriptions, Colorado has quite surprised me. It's been a bit difficult to remember that I am indeed in Colorado and not Southern California. I have not seen a drop of rain, let alone any snow. However, there was a couple days of aggressive, biting wind which caused me to fear the unlikely possibility of having my leg slammed in the car door, successfully detaching it from my torso due to the sheer force of these tempestuous winds. Okay, maybe that was a slight exaggeration. But it was extremely windy.
I can't remember a time when I've been so involuntarily masochistic either. I have enough paper cuts, scratches, and dents on my hands for about two each weekday evening I've been here thus far. I've counted seven. Don't worry though, I've avoided all the critical veins and arteries. No hospitalizations just yet.
One of the highlights (indeed, a silver lining to a gray cloud that day, proverbially of course) was setting up in a lunch room at a school during Homecoming week. I was the blessed beneficiary of viewing a lesson in line dancing. And, naturally, given my temperament, was quite tempted to join in the hoedown myself.
And now, arriving at the close of a week divinely, though peculiarly, directed by our remarkable King, I find myself anxious to return home. I left my car in Portland after all, and I am eager to get back to it...
With that I will leave you, saving other stories for other times in other forms, for it is always more enjoyable to speak face to face as Paul so oft says. I have to go now. I just noticed a crooked picture in the business center.
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