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Day 58 - Denver

Today was a city day. The weather forecast at Rocky was high of 50, 20 mile-per-hour winds and rainy, and I had plans for dinner and drinks with a friend in Denver, so I decided to drive back to Denver and go to the movies. 

I saw Ex Machina, an excellent sci-fi thriller staring three unknown-to-me but exceptional actors, and telling the story of an engineer sent to a remote estate of a brilliant Google-like tech company CEO to evaluate the artificial intelligence of a robot. I loved this film.

And for the double-feature I saw Mad Max Fury Road, a distopian-future, two hour long car chase of a movie I thought I wouldn't enjoy but was captivated by. The visuals, the lead acting by Charlise Theron, and the stupendous, ever-escalating action stunts never got old to me. I found myself exhausted by the end of this movie-good exhaustion. 

I then drove to two parks in Denver, Confluence Park, where the rivers were overflowing their banks (pic), and Washington Park, a small but peaceful joggers park. I then met a friend, Georgia, at her house near the last park and we drove downtown to Biker Jim's Gourmet Hotdogs to try a Rattlesnake and Pheasant Hot Dog topped with roasted cactus and curry jam scallions!  It was surprisingly delicious and will hopefully ward off future rattlesnakes. 

We then ate ice cream at a famous Denver joint and drove back to Georgia's house were I crashed on Her comfy futon. Denver must be the gateway to the West because Georgia says countless wanderlust, vagabond friends come visit and stay with her.   So many in fact, she was thinking of naming her house "hobo house".  I guess that officially makes me one of the hobos.


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