Wednesday was suppose to be the big day. We were suppose to find out whether the little one was a boy or girl. Unfortunately the baby was face down taking a nap. Viv told me the night before it was causing quite a ruckus which evidently caused it to feel the need to sleep all day. The doctor tried to get the baby to roll over, but we had no such luck so the doctor never got a good look. This little trouble maker is already starting bad habits.
This ultrasound photo is of the leg and foot. The long white bone is the femur.
Sunday started out as a good day. (considering our vacation was over) We got an early start on the road with only 8 hours of driving ahead of us... or so we thought. Debbie did call me in the morning warning me of the poor Saturday conditions which closed the highway, but the conditions were suppose to get better on Sunday. Plus I figured we left early enough that we could get past Vail (the worst part of the drive) before the sun started going down. The first 6 hours went exactly as planned. We were on track for a 7 1/2 hour trip. Then we hit the snow. We moved inch by inch as all the holiday traffic condensed together. Long story short, the I-70 closed at Silverthorn which meant we were stuck with thousands of other people in a small resort town. Hmmm.... not good.
After making phone calls and realizing there was no way out and all the hotels had been booked, we took out last option... the local rec center. The red cross set up a relief there providing cots, blankets, and girl scout cookies. So with a bunch of other people, seen below, we set up camp.
Just when you think things couldn't get any worse... they get better. After about an hour of gym time, a local highway patrol officer announced the highway was open again and we had the first notice. We quickly packed back up and got on the road again.
We left at 9 a.m. and got home at 11 p.m. Fortunately, I procrastinated an assignment due on Monday and had to work on that once we got home. Smart.
We also learned our lesson about snow in the Colorado Rockies. Don't mess with them.
It's Denver art week and all the museums were FREE on Friday night. So we decided to brave the lack of downtown parking situation and go. This the Denver Art museum in the background. It has a lot of modern and contemporary art. Most of it was pretty interesting considering it was modern art. One of the artists never had anyone who loved him. His art was either extremely depressing or something Brit would see in one of his "freaky, freaky dreams" with David Bowie. Unfortunately the other building, with Europeon art, which was supposed to have some stuff from the Louve, was closed. Afterwards we hit up the museum of Nature and Science. It is huge. We were there for an hour and a half and only saw about half of it.
Now to complain about doing anything downtown. Parking is stressful. It really isn't any worse than any other big downtown city, but it still is open to critisim. One reason it's so bad is the layout of the city. Most of the greater Denver area is a grid with streets running north, south, east, and west. Sounds easy enough. Then you get to the 10 or so square miles of downtown where someone thought it would be funny to twist it so that all the streets run on angles making it easy to get turned around. I'm on 20th ave., take 2 left turns and then I'm on 9th ave. That math doesn't seem to add up. So finding parking isn't just a matter of just finding a spot on the street that's open, it's also knowing how these streets all fit together. Last night I wanted to circle around until I found a spot. Not so easy. So I finally just parked not really knowing which direction the museum even was. Luckily it was only a couple blocks away. Not too bad. I guess I'm just a whiner. Maybe we'll take the bus next time. -Mike