Eric and I worked until about 2:30, then it was the now familiar routine of chatting with Chris until he was off to work at 4:30, then writing and chatting on the phone with Laina until he returned at 10:30. Eric had called off work for Friday, then it was off to Barracuda's to discuss the significance of this new possible course change.
Things got VERY strange while we were there. One of the regulars, an acquaintance of Chris, was driving out to Santa Cruz , CA Jackson Hole , WY San Luis Obispo New Mexico , then back to Denver
What an odd plan this was! It seemed to be an alternative, however, because at this point I was all but certain that I would be leaving on Saturday and had not really decided on a destination. I had been wavering between heading east, my original plan, or returning to Santa Fe to begin preparing for the winter’s South America trip. This would seem to accomplish a bit of both; a bit more traveling and getting me home to settle in gathering nuts (both kinds) for this winter. And, I loved how it came out of nowhere!
She sent her friend Drew over to size me up while she chatted with Chris, and that’s how we closed the bar. I drank a bit more than I wanted to, and got rather lit up! I drunk called Laina to let her know what had developed and got to bed about 3:30.
Chris’s friend was supposed to call at about 9am, and if she didn’t I was supposed to call her. When I awoke at 10:15, hungover and second guessing this plan, I decided I would leave it up to her. If she called, she called. If not, I would probably be better off. Just in case she DID call, I got up and gathered my gear then went back to sleep. Had I heard from her, I would have gone. But, the more I thought about it the less I wanted to retrace old steps. The thing that appealed to me was possibly going to see my friend Amber in San Diego when she returns from WWOOF-ing in Italy
The afternoon sucked. I felt terrible, and actually slept most of it away. I guessed that I had drank more than I had realized because this hangover was entirely excessive for what I remembered!
Chris had the day off and had spent part of it with Angela, and the rest by himself at the park reading. I finally woke up at about 6:45 when he returned and by then I felt human again.
As we sat there chatting about the night before, with me learning that his friend was ‘kinda freaking out’ about me riding along, and that in turn leading me to wonder “why bother to suggest it then?”, we noticed that it was getting radically darker and that it was beginning to sprinkle with these HUGE drops of rain. Sweet!
Over the last month or so, Denver 
Tonight Mother Nature would begin to restore her balance.
As it began pouring, both Chris and I commented that this reminded us of those storms we had both been used to out east. Real thunderstorms where you lose power for a few hours. While the power didn’t go out, I began to notice that more and more people across the street were flocking to their windows to take pictures. That seemed a bit odd even for this. When we looked out the window to see why, 10th St. 
We watched for a few minutes only then realizing that it would be great fun to go out and play in this! Not only that; this was a perfect opportunity for me to test a lighter pair of rain pants that I was considering.
We quickly donned the gear and stepped outside to survey the flood.
Great fun indeed. We got some neat pictures, talked to some of the neighbors, and even found a guy selling a kayak that would have been useful!
We quickly donned the gear and stepped outside to survey the flood.
Great fun indeed. We got some neat pictures, talked to some of the neighbors, and even found a guy selling a kayak that would have been useful!The weather did not last long enough to suit us however, and while we were trying to decide where the most dramatic scene would be, it began to wane. We set off for the coffee shop to get coffee, decided to rent ‘Motorcycle Diaries’, then went to King Soopers to grab food, since we were already there.
As is typical for Denver 
Water, and snow for that matter, does not seem to hang around long. When we got back to The Friary and prepared to watch our movies, I checked the 9 News website and learned that Cherry Creek had flooded to the point that 6 people, who were on the bike path at 6th and Broadway, had to be rescued! Just 6 blocks from here! We should have gone that way! Rats.
Water, and snow for that matter, does not seem to hang around long. When we got back to The Friary and prepared to watch our movies, I checked the 9 News website and learned that Cherry Creek had flooded to the point that 6 people, who were on the bike path at 6th and Broadway, had to be rescued! Just 6 blocks from here! We should have gone that way! Rats.
The rest of Friday was eating pasta and watching movies.
Saturday essentially did not exist. I talked with Eric and Chris and decided to stay in Denver
I felt human again, but spent the entire day writing and trying to figure out where I was going on Tuesday. Road or Santa Fe New York City Africa and died in 2006. A waste you may say, but I would rather die like that than in an Assisted Care Prison marinating in my own pee wishing I had "done something".
Chris had to work, and when he got home, we made popcorn and watched Max. I went to bed with still no clear idea of what I am doing Tuesday morning! I just know I’m doing it!
