Today I flew out to Denver to attend the Adventure Preview at Denver Seminary. I have been accepted into their Master's program in Outdoor Leadership, but I am still discerning if it is the right path. What better way to figure it out than to see the place, right?
The morning started out very frustrating as I tried to book a rental car and EVERY place was sold out. I finally found one starting tomorrow, but the price more than doubled while I tried to book on multiple sites. Oh well, what can you do? The school is in Littleton which is about 45 minutes from the airport and my hotel is in Denver, so I needed a way to get around.
The flight was pretty uneventful. I alternated between trying to sleep and reading. Since I am not getting a car until tomorrow I figured out how to get from the airport to my hotel using the public buses (RTD). Once I retrieved my luggage from baggage claim I headed out to catch the bus just in time to see it pull away. Whoops! I guess I'll be hanging out at the airport a bit longer.
I must admit: I LOVE Airports. I love everything about them. People coming and going, greeting their loved ones, the excitement of travel. I am very fortunate that we got to travel a lot when we were growing up. We took two cross-country motorhome trips when I was in elementary school as well as countless other trips. My dad traveled a lot for work, so we spent a lot of time at the airport.
I am very grateful that my parents took us so many places. We learned to use maps and use public transportation. I love walking around and exploring new places. I don't generally get nervous about places I've never been or have trouble navigating, unlike a few of my college buddies who freaked out when we took a wrong bus and ended up in Scotsdale, AZ. I had no trouble with the buses to my hotel. I will be waking up very early to catch the 40 and AF routes back to the airport in the morning.
On the short walk from the bus stop to my hotel I discovered that hauling luggage is a good workout. I passed a neat 50s diner called Gunther Toody's that I may have to check out while I'm here. It looked like they had a Corvette hanging from the ceiling. I also saw a place called Freaky Freddie's gift shop and tattoo parlor. I think I'll pass on that one!