welcome to colorful colorado

Warning - this is a very uneventful video of Northeast Colorado from my car window (set to Liz Phair on the radio). But I thought I'd share it since it was actually really pretty and it now makes my blog officially multimedia! The clip doesn't give it justice because the light on the rolling hills is what made it so striking and my little camera doesn't have the best quality and it looks more dark than how it was, but whatever, it gives a sense. And while it was pretty, it continued like this for a little over two hours, with not much else around, not even many exits or towns or other cars really, so it did get a bit old.

As for the first 5 hours of the drive in Nebraska - I was quite pleasantly surprised! I expected the worst, but it was actually really lovely. Not much going on, but lovely. I made a stop at one of the gas/food/lodging exits to get gas in what I found out was quite a hot spot for passers-by - there was even a Wal-mart. I went into the Starbucks there to get a caffeine fix, thinking I'd get terrible watery coffee served by strange, reclusive people who live in the middle of nowhere, but was instead served by a nice group of young people who even complimented me on my sunglasses! And one of them had a sister named Krissy, spelled the same way as me! So I immediately loved them. Also on my drive I saw some gigantic airplane wings being transported on the back of a big truck, drove the speed limit of 75 which was wonderful and helped to speed things up (and I didn't see one cop while driving through Nebraska!), and had my windows open most of the way since it was a gorgeous day (although this led to many unfortunate smells as well as this is cow country). I felt a bit PETA-inclined as I passed those cow farms, just wanting to tell those poor cows to run! They were so cute. So clueless about what is likely to come.

My entry into Colorado was exciting - my new state! - but like I mentioned before, a bit monotonous after awhile with its colorless plains the entire way into Denver. But as I drove further, the city came into view, looking pretty with the mountains behind it and the setting sunlight falling on the buildings, and the air felt so clean and fresh. I'm here at Anna (not to be confused with the Anna in Chicago) and her husband's adorable house, where we spent the evening catching up and devising my plan of attack for the next few days I'm here before heading down to Telluride. So that's the scoop. More to come soon, and please cross your fingers that the forecasted thunderstorms do NOT happen.