When you get to Denver the first thing you may notice is how your head feels light, like you’re flying in the air even though your feet are on the ground. I say might, however, because out of the group of us photographers I was the only one heavily affected by this mile high phenomenon so it might not happen to you.The feeling is like a little, fuzzy, ding in the middle of the forehead that’s honestly the best was I can describe it.. But I survived and eventually felt better (water! water! water!) so don’t let this deter you from traveling here; If even the most physiognomically sensitive of people (read: me) can enjoy Denver, you can too.
We spent most of our time downtown, close to the beautiful Union Station, an old, functioning train station preserved in a mix of Romanesque and Neoclassical architecture. If I were a décor, I would be this organized mish-mash, and if I were a building I’d probably be Union Station, a place to come and go but also to relax with a coffee or two. We also found this really cool antique map shop that literally had maps from all over the world. Any time period, any continent, any country- they have a map for that! Packing space and travelling wouldn’t have faired well on a rolled up map from here but boy, how I wanted to buy something!
We only stayed in Denver for a moment, just as passersby to other parts of the state so I didn’t really explore a whole lot more than this.(I did a few Google searches after visiting and found out that Denver is sort of a tiny hub for the growing food-culture trend plaguing every fact of social media, so that’s something I’d definitely want to explore more next time.) It was a nice, relaxing, day-out and a good start to our trip; as I would learn from the hectic #mountainsoCo weekend ahead of us, this was a small blessing in disguise.