After our salon treatments, we went out to dinner at a restaurant called "3 Margaritas." We did enjoy a couple of their margaritas each as well as yummy red chicken enchiladas for me and spinach burritos for my sister. We got a lot of good conversation in and left just as it was getting dark out.
In the morning, we headed out toward Denver but made a stop at a local bead and jewelry shop where we found some really pretty necklaces and earrings. The great thing about this shop is that all of their pieces are made from people with developmental disabilities. The shopkeeper told me that the people come in to work and at the same time are able to express themselves by creating beautiful pieces of jewelry. They have a website:
Carmel Community Living Corporation.
The ride to Denver was uneventful and it was nice to watch the changing landscapes and talk. We found our hotel with very little effort, thanks to my sister's directions printed out from Mapquest. We stayed at the Courtyard Marriott on the 16th Street Pedestrian Mall, a wonderful location for tourists such as ourselves. We checked in and after putting our bags away, we set off to find some lunch. We ate at this place called "Mad Greens," which was a sandwich/salad place, and watched people as they walked past.
We walked down 16th Street, to Broadway, and toward the Denver Art Museum and ended up in the middle of a street faire in between the state capital and the Civic Center Park. We weaved our way through the people and booths, stopping when something caught our eyes (such as the ankle bracelet booth), and finally ending up at the art museum. We lucked out since admission is free on the first Saturday of the month. We went through the museum and looked at everything we had time to see.
Here are some works that especially caught my eye:
(A painting by Andy Warhol, pottery by Maria Martinez, a painting of two sisters, one of Monet's Water Lilies, an egyptian coffin, and an Indian Vishnu sandstone carving)
After the art museum, we walked back along the route of the street faire, looking at all of the vendors. We couldn't help but think that it reminded us a lot of the Whole Earth Festival that was held in the spring at our alma mater, UC Davis. Lots of jewelry, music, tie dye, and art for sale.
We walked back down the pedestrian mall and scoped out dinner possibilities and finally settled on an Indian restaurant called "India House" in the Lo-Do district (Lower Downtown). If you're ever in the area (at 16th Street and Blythe), I recommend the food wholeheartedly. I ordered a delicious chicken and potato dish that came in a spicy red sauce. I have no idea what it was called, but it was great served with rice and flat bread (that I learned was called "nan"). I also tried some of my sister's cheese and garbanzo bean dishes, which were also delicious. Again, I don't know what they were called.
We spent the evening drinking wine and talking about the kinds of things that sisters talk about and finally went to bed after midnight. When we woke in the morning we decided that we really needed another day in downtown Denver. We found a bakery and had sweet baked goods and hot coffees while sitting out on the patio. The weather was perfect during our whole stay, two of those "300 days of sunshine a year" that Denver boasts having. I usually am wary of large downtown districts in cities, but downtown Denver where we were was clean and very pedestrian and tourist friendly. I can't wait to go back for another visit.
I'm glad my sister and I decided to get away for a couple of days. Too many years went by with her and me living too many states away. Now that we're within a 6 hour drive of each other, I've been spoiled with our visits together. We're already planning for Thanksgiving and hope that our parents can come also so that the whole gang is together again. It's been too many years since that has happened.
"A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life."
~Isadora James
P.S. 6/11/09: I just found out that my receipt from the India House Restaurant had the name of my chicken dish on it. It was called "Chicken Vindaloo." Yum.
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When I lived in northern California, my football team was was the San Francisco 49ers. They still are a team that I root for, but now that I live in New Mexico, my football team is the Denver Broncos. Denver is about 7 hours away from me and only an hour north of my sister's home. Plus, I really enjoyed Denver when my sister and I spent a weekend downtown there this last June. 
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