My Photo Documentary of my 1200 mile journey to Denver

March 2nd, 2009

1st Task after sorting through all my boxes and choosing what to bring now and what to bring later and what to throw away was to pack my car.

I needed to fit all of this:




Into this:


Oh Dear!!!





I DID IT!!!
(with room to spare I proudly add!)






On my way with my tear-stained face and adventurous spirit:







A Colorado plate only 20 miles from home!! I played the license plate game to keep me semi-occupied and found 37 states! Colorado was my first one:



I had to stop every few hours just to get out of the car, stretch my legs, breathe fresh air and change up the scenery. Which means I kept passing the same slow cars again and again. Including this truck that's hard to miss with those huge tires, I passed it at least 3 times... eventually I thought of us as friends.




I stopped in DesMoines (a very cool city from what I saw!) and crashed with my generous Uncle David, Aunt Jo, and family. This is me, exhausted from my first day of driving and trying hard to have a positive attitude about the 11 more hours to be spent behind the wheel the next day.


On the road again early the next morning with a full tank of gas and a Starbucks in my hand!

Ahh... Nebraska... the good life? My experience there does not agree with that statement...


I saw these crazy birds all congregating on this lake by the highway, thousands of them - hard to see in the picture:




I needed to include a picture of the road... and farmlands... I felt as if I was on one of those cartoons where the same tree and rock get passed a dozen times





My first Denver sign - a monumental moment! 292 miles to go!






I was on route 80 for 850 miles of the 1200 mile trip! I was SO EXCITED to get on a different highway, it felt... different. :/







WELCOME TO COLORFUL COLORADO!!! I was so excited to reach my new homestate...






t was 75 degrees when I reached Colorado... (proof)


So I rolled my window down and donned my sunglasses as I entered the sunny state:






You can see the mountains in the distance - here I come!!!



Welcome to DENVER!!!!





My street: Iliff Place...




The sunset over the mountains as I pulled onto my street. I savored the moment and colors.







Out all my stuff came...



After a few days, I finally felt all settled in.




My Aunt Irma's house:






"Toto - I don't think we're in Kansas anymore":

Exploring downtown Denver and feeling like a tourist taking pictures even though I'm a "local".





The Denver Public Library (where I am posting this blog!), 7 floors of books, wireless internet, and great views: pretty darn close to Heaven!








A late-night adventure to Look-out Mountain overlooking the city of Denver - it was beautiful, not anywhere near capture in these photographs: