Ever wake up one morning and decide that you are going to scratch your plans and just run out of town? I sure hope you said yes. If you said no, than...put it on your F it Bucket list. Great.
Well, thats exactly what Juan and I did. We woke up...actually I was already awake because I have insomnia, but Juan woke up, rolled over...eyes still slightly closed and breath of stale morning...said " Let's go to Boulder." Bam! Just like that, our Saturday was booked. I jumped up, did my morning hotness routine and packed a bag. I didn't know what we would be doing, but really that was just a small detail.
We headed out, grabbed some Dutch Bros Coffee (get on that if you have a Ditch Bros in your hood), grabbed a breakfast burrito and took the road less travelled. Okay, "less travelled" is a bit of a stretch, but seriously, the route we took was totally the scenic route. It was gorgeous. Colorado is just so damn pretty. It truly is.
I wish I would have taken a few photos of the skyline and gorgeous snow capped mountain views, but I was lost in the moment. You will live.
After a couple of hours on the road, we made it to our destination...well...we made it to Boulder. Hotel was booked on Hotwire just moments before we pulled in, and we still had no idea what kind of trouble to get into. Yet, it was so exciting that I truly didn't care if we sat on a bench and people watched. Tell me you partake in the ancient game of people watching? Woo, ever want a laugh? Watch some people. It's like a free zoo, but far more entailing and a mammal is bound to pick their nose, try to mate, and look like a baboon. It's fun.
After we checked in, we hit up a few Breweries. I mean seriously, it's Boulder. One must go on a brewery tour and drink Beer if you are in Boulder. It is the law. We hit up Upslope, Avery and Boulder Brew. I'm not going to pin any of these awesome breweries against each other, cause really that would be a waste of time. Delicious beer is delicious beer...lager, Wheat ale, IPA, Porter, Stout etc...if it is delicious than, it is delicious. Period.
After some beer drinking and lounging like a local, we hit up The Sink for a devious meal. The Sink was featured on Guys Triple D. With all the hype, we had to get their famous burger and cowboy Reuben. Delicious. All. Of. It. The restaurant/bar just oozed of delicious late night buzz sobering skip that 7 AM class to hang with your friends too cool for college vibe. I'm well past those days, but it was nice to still fit in and reminisce about my broke college days. *sigh*
After dinner, the fine man that I married and I walked around downtown...freezing our asses off...and made our way down some sketchy stairs and found ourselves at an old arcade bar. Oh. My. Word. Heaven! I am THAT girl who loves playing video games. And this place was full of old school stuff...Ms. PACMAN, Tron (freakin Tron!!!), Astrode, Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat...and a giant Jenga! I sipped my whiskey sour while Juan and I got down on that Street Fighter game.
We eventually made our way back to our hotel (we got lost, but really if you have no direction and end up somewhere, than you aren't lost and the route really wasn't unintended...your just sight seeing.
Boulder is full of so many cute shops and restaurants. I mean, I probably passed no less than eight bookstores. I am a sucker for an old bookstore...that slightly musky wood and mold smell, the allure of beautifully colored covers, curved shapely structures. I just love books and I am glad that people have the time to open up a store dedicated to old collected books.
I think the best part about this trip was that we didn't have any plans. No expectations means that anything and everything that is done is like a mini party. No disappointments, just going with the flow and letting the road direct your next adventure.
Have you planned a spontaneous weekend get away? What's you favorite memory from that trip?
Boulder is full of so many cute shops and restaurants. I mean, I probably passed no less than eight bookstores. I am a sucker for an old bookstore...that slightly musky wood and mold smell, the allure of beautifully colored covers, curved shapely structures. I just love books and I am glad that people have the time to open up a store dedicated to old collected books.
I think the best part about this trip was that we didn't have any plans. No expectations means that anything and everything that is done is like a mini party. No disappointments, just going with the flow and letting the road direct your next adventure.
Have you planned a spontaneous weekend get away? What's you favorite memory from that trip?
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