Alas, our hotel’s internet is being downright retarded. As a result, I’ve been unable to upload any image to Flickr, so those of you hoping to follow along will just have to wait until we return to Austin on Tuesday.
We got on the road yesterday morning, leaving Canyon for Amarillo. Not too far out of this thriving panhandle metropolis, we passed through Dumas, TX, complete with the Dumas Inn, Dumas High School, and a water tower depicting the "Dumas Demons". Suffice to say, we snickered.
The rest of Texas and most of New Mexico were…pretty bland. As we approached Colorado, however, things began to change, and mountains began to dot the horizon.
Finally, around 4 PM, we reached our hotel.
This morning we made our way to nearby Manitou Springs for breakfast at Adam’s Mountain Cafe. I swear, the place could be picked up, plopped down in Austin, and nobody would bat an eye. Organic this, all-natural that, with avocados, vegetarian green chili, and soy products thrown in for good measure. Jamie ordered oatmeal. I went for the huevos rancheros, which, while quite good, couldn’t live up to the fantastic specimens served up by Dallas’ Dream Cafe.
It was while we were eating that Jamie remarked that everyone in Colorado Springs seemed to be wearing ugly shoes. She has a point. After all, just because you live in Colorado Springs doesn’t mean you’re always going hiking, every hour of the day.
We’ve also noticed a preponderance of Saturns out and about on the roads. Not sure what’s going on there.
After breakfast, we made the hour drive to Canon City, and there boarded the Royal Gorge Route Railroad. It was a good time, with some truly breathtaking scenery that I can’t show you because I can’t upload any images. Just take my word for it. Sheer cliffs going up a thousand feet. A suspension bridge far overhead. The roaring rapids of the Arkansas River below.
Tonight, we’re heading into town for dinner at some place called The Blue Star. After far too much McDonald’s (hey…it’s a known quantity) these past few days, we’re looking forward to it.
Tomorrow, we’re going fly fishing. And pondering the differences, if any, between a canyon and a gorge.
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