As much as I hate actually flying – it scares me to death, I’m constantly trying to get on a plane to adventure somewhere. There’s something soothing in being somewhere you’ve never been, experiencing everything for the first time.
A few weekends ago I flew to Denver to visit my sister and a few old friends I hadn’t seen in a while. I fly Southwest as much as I can, and the flight was smooth, easy and really quick. I’m kicking myself for not having visited sooner! It was an absolutely incredible trip. I’ve always lived around bodies of water, whether they were lakes or oceans, but the mountains are something different. They have a grandeur and depth that the flatness of the horizon over water just can’t capture. They are breathtaking, and never get old.
We spent a full day in Estes Park, rising in elevation as the hours passed. We rented snowshoes, and once we got close to the trail, we parked on the side of the road and started climbing. Zigzagging around Lily Mountain gave us new, incredible views at every turn. It took us about 2 hours to reach the top, where the climb got steeper and increasingly difficult to move with snowshoes on, but it was SO worth it!
The rest of the days I spent in Denver were filled with heartwarming laughter and love with friends and family. For a long time I worked my butt off. I never took a vacation, made time for friends, family or holidays. I even missed my cousins wedding. Seeing all these people in Denver that I hadn’t seen in so long really made me realize what was important in life. Working that hard for somebody else’s benefit just wasn’t worth it anymore. It gave me the push I needed to really focus on Local Hospitality and let it flourish.