Preparing for Mexico

I had about 8,000 English/Spanish flash cards of my own making that had built up over the years. I’m spending a lot of time transferring them to an electronic form so I can take them with me to Mexico. I arrived at Ink! Coffee next to Union Station, Denver at 6:00 a.m. and that’s where I’m sitting now. I need to finish this up posthaste.

Transferring paper flash cards to digital media
Transferring paper flash cards to digital media

If you would like a copy of the few hundred most important Spanish words and phrases in the form of flash cards, just let me know. In past travels through Latin America, I always made a note of a word or phrase that escaped me in the moment. I hate being at a loss for words.

On 10 June I plan to move from my current hotel to a hotel at 4849 Bannock Street, Denver. I have ten free nights where I’m at now, but after that they want $275 a night. Screw that. Using my Radisson Blu points I get to stay at the next hotel from 10 June until 28 June for free. Sweet!

It’s not as centrally located, but it’s only a 30-minute walk to a nearby light rail station and the hotel also has a free shuttle that will take me downtown whenever I like, so it’s all good 🙂

 

 

Party

The D-Line arriving to take me to the party. I love the mass-transit options in Denver.

D-Line Light Rail, Denver, Colorado
D-Line Light Rail, Denver, Colorado

North Denver High School class of 1979. Old, flabby, gray, but still very hot 😉

Former classmates, North Denver High School, class of 1979
Former classmates, North Denver High School, class of 1979

 

Dinner in D-Town

Second day in Denver and jet-lag is still biting me in the arse. Had lunch with mama and dinner with Zoss-man and his lovely wife Cathleen. The city is crowded with fans for the ballgames at Coors Field. I took the 16th Street Free Shuttle all the way to the Thirsty Lion Gastropub. The bus was PACKED. People had serious trouble getting on and off. I had to stand and my nearest neighbor was in dire need of a bath; Whew!

Dude! Get yourself cleaned up!

After dinner I was no further than five paces after leaving my guests when I started laughing about something. I was in a good mood. Then I noticed a homeless guy on a bench off to the side and he got pissed off. He thought I was laughing at him. He was yelling at me, “blah, blah, blah…”

Whatever, buddy. I just kept walking. Let him think what he likes 🙂