So Where Is Denver?

After a little Satnav-less drive in a rented SUV around a suburb we got back on I-25 North, to Denver Colorado.
But there are only so many times you can say "I bet this is nice in the summer" while frozen extremities clang against your thighs before you make a mad dash for a bookshop to warm up.

So we made a mad dash for a bookshop to warm up. Because it was cold. And the icy wind did blow. However it must be said once more that downtown Denver would be nice in the summer, with its wide pedestrian walkways and assortment of shops, cafe/bars, shopping arcades and outdoor seating etc..

I was convinient that we rushed into a bookshop, because not only did I buy a book, but I'd actually forgotten until that point that I wanted to buy a book. Thats either good luck, fate, karma, or what happens when stupidity becomes a way of life due to a frozen brain. And I didn't want to buy a book just because the check out girl was worth checking out, or to burn as fuel in the cold-enough-to-freeze-a-monkey-to-death and windy-enough-to-blow-away-the-evidence City. No, I wanted to buy a book to read.