So...enjoy. Or something like that.
Friday was...well, let's just say Friday was basically beer day. And it was a good day. It was also a day that saw Steve and I asleep by 9:30pm, but there you have it. That's just how we roll now that we're old...
We headed up to Idaho Springs (an old gold mining town) Friday morning to do a little sightseeing, a little drinking, and a lot of eating, because we were in vacation mode, and that's what we do in vacation mode.
We started out at Tommyknocker Brewery and Pub, for a pre-lunch beer sampling stop.
(And not that I have anything against morning drinking, but this didn't involve morning drinking...it was 12:15pm when we made this stop, which is 2:15pm home time anyway, so there.)
We were ridiculously full after the beer and sweet potato tater tots (Hello, AMAZING! And that's not just the beer talking...), so we did a little souvenir shopping before the next stop on the tour...and I traveled all of the way to Colorado to find an Irish store in which to buy Brigid a shamrock wall hanging for her room. Let's all agree I have no sense, and move on. Thanks.
We followed that up with a trip to Beau Jo's Pizza, which Steve was very excited about. Instead of taking a picture of the salad bar set-up in two claw foot bathtubs filled with ice, or the pizza with the insanely large crust that the place is known for, I took a picture of this:
What can I say? I like beer in a jar.
We left Idaho Springs to meet some friends who'd flown in that morning, and on our way out, we stopped to admire the scenery.
Actually, Steve and I just wanted to see exactly how cold the water in the Rockies is...
Hey, more beer!
We headed back to the hotel after this for a little time by the pool, a quick dinner with some friends, and the aforementioned 9:30pm bedtime. I'd say, all things considered, day one was a success.
Stay tuned for day two (pancakes! mountain lions! big rocks! oh boy!) tomorrow.
I was very sad that reaching into the river I was unable to pull out a cold coors light...
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