Posts Tagged ‘Wiener Dogs’
Great Lengths
Did you know Colorado is so far away? 1,137 miles to be exact. I had no idea it would be eighteen hours (not counting Cracker Barrel stops) of driving when I asked Whitney to come along. Even then, I didn’t fully grasp how long we’d have to sit next to each other until we were halfway through Iowa.
Luckily, the way out had lots of exciting stops: Joanna! Shannon! Creepy Motel! Wiener Dog Puppies! All carefully archived here: Here I Am.
Waiting in Keystone was a “rehearsal picnic” that was just a ruse for a fierce game of Keg Kickball. When the keg ran out it became a Boxed Wine-fueled game instead. It was around this time that I pawned off the alarm clock responsibility onto W. There would be no rafting for us in the morning. Only a lonely, hungover hike. At the end of this video you can see my despair. 
Luckily there was an amazing band ready to funk their way into my heart waiting at the wedding on Sunday. I like to think we were the best dancers out there but we may have just been the tallest/most visible people on the floor. I’ll go with the former.
When it was finally time to head home, the ride was saved by an incredibly satisfying round of ABC Geography. The tightly contested battle of geography knowledge lasted over three hours. A really good distraction when your NOS runs out and the dangerous side effects kick in.
In the grand scheme of things, the trip was a major success. Sleeping through a pre-paid rafting trip was a small sacrifice for all of the quality dancing and juggling that took place along the journey. I rate it nine Ks out of a possible ten.
Better Than A Whistle
The tag on this souvenir said “baby dog.” Thank you Jobonga.
