Did you know there was a violin maker in Denver? Neither did we.
We wandered down Broadway last night.
Wish we'd had an appointment!
The 404 is another Denver institution. I swear by their French Onion Soup and they've always got a steak special!
I had never really, truly taken in how gorgeous The Mayan is...look at it again, Denverites.
When we ventured into the neighb, we found all kinds of curious things!Front yard putting green!
The intoxicating scent of pear trees was everywhere.
Round windows.
A weird, dark storm started rolling in and Micaela didn't really wear walking shoes.
We found Cero's and fell in love. It's a dusty worn out bar, the cook has a dreamy accent, and they play the Buzzcocks constantly.
Cheese Croquettes with GRAVY, hot wings, and Stella Artois. A DREAM MEAL.
The world can be a funny place where your face can get erased.
But as long as we're together, all of us...
...under the red lights...we'll be alright.
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