Day 4

Our scenic adventures continued yesterday as Jenette, Michelle, and I went down to the Mile High Flea Market to do some treasure hunting. The place was huge, and a lot of it was just standard flea market crap--cheap/ugly clothes, obviously stolen car stereos, dirty children, carnival rides whose last safety inspection was in the late '70s, and mustaches a'plenty--but we came back with a few pieces of quality loot, including some ridiculous t-shirts (see pics in sidebar) and a really spiffy globe for our house. I might post some pics when we get home.

Later that evening we went to Colorado National Speedway and watched cars drive in loud circles while we ate unhealthy amounts of unhealthy food. I hope that last bit of funnel cake doesn't slow me down on my way to the checkered flag of life (yeah, the announcer actually uses that phrase in his ridiculous pre-race loudspeaker prayer). Normal races are ok, but I know what you're thinking. You're wishing you could see a race in which half-drunk yokels chain three cars to each other and then place mildly retarded dropouts behind the wheels of the resulting metal monstrosities so they can race in a figure-8. You know, like they do in the Book of Revelation. Well, they do just that at the end of the night. Here's a bit of video of the trains (sorry for the bootleg quality, but cameras are verboten at the races, so I was trying to keep mine somewhat hidden while I recorded).
EDIT: Blogger is being stupid, so the video will have to wait until my patience meter fills back up.


Today we braved the rain to check out the the Boulder Hippie Festival (or whatever it was called) and the Pearl Street Mall. We sampled hippie food, got rained on, saw some not-that-great-but-ok-I-guess belly dancers, got rained on, bought a couple of hanging chairs for our porch (spiff), got rained on, and ate at a pretty decent Japanese restaurant. Oh, and then we got rained on. I would post some video of the day's activities, but I didn't even take out the camera because, as I may have mentioned, it was raining all day.

Tonight, my hat and boots dry out. Tomorrow, Estes Park.