This weekend I went to Somewhere Else, Colorado. Somewhere I hadn’t been before. And then, shortly after, I went somewhere else. And then somewhere else.
It’s what we do here in the great state of Colorado. When we realize we have a free day, or, if we’re really lucky, an entire weekend to kill, we get in the car and go somewhere. It might be somewhere we’ve already been or it might be somewhere new, something we haven’t seen or experienced yet.
That’s just the way it is when you live here. You never run out of amazing and unique places to go. Plop me down anywhere in this state and, regardless of whether I’ve been there before or if I have no agenda or what the weather is doing, I can easily find plenty to do.
Such as:
A String of Pearls 