I spent most of Sunday detailing the Silverado after I downloaded the Harley and everything else we’ve been carrying around in the truck for the last several months. I put the bikes, the motorcycle, the inflatable Sea-Eagle boat, the trolling motor, metal detector, firewood, etc., into the garage because we needed the room to pick up son William and his new girlfriend Jasmin from the airport in Denver.
They came in on Iceland-Air from Frankfurt, Germany to DIA. I was supposed to drive to Denver to pick them up with Stilla and youngest daughter Joleen, but I got bumped at the last moment when oldest daughter Jennifer and grandson Kaan wanted to go too. So I stayed home and waited while Stilla took the rest of the family to meet the flight’s expected 7 PM arrival time.
They came in on time and Stilla got everyone back home by 9 PM. They were pretty jet-lagged, so we didn’t stay up too late.
The next morning (Monday), Stilla made us all a hearty breakfast of eggs, sausage and toast. Then we all piled into the Silverado again for a fun-filled day of sightseeing and shopping.
We started off by driving through the Garden of the Gods park after a quick stop at Wells Fargo bank to exchange Euros for Dollars.
Here’s William and Jasmin in front of the Balanced Rock.
I almost forgot what the Silverado looked like without the Harley sitting in the back.
After our tour of the Garden of the Gods, we stopped by my Dad and Stepmom Elaine’s house. They live just down the street from the Trading Post and were glad to see William again. It’s been over 2 years since he was last here. We didn’t stay long because everyone was getting hungry and it was almost time to pick up Kaan from school.
The rest of the day was spent shopping at the various stores in the Broadmoor Towne Center aka Southgate. William and Jasmin were interested in stocking up on some new clothes to take back to Germany. We also ate at the Panda Express located there.
I think I’ll take a break from the sight-seeing and shopping tomorrow. I’ll let Stilla be the chauffeur for the day. I think my Dad could use some help getting a log-splitter up to my Uncle Alan’s house near Florissant, CO.
So, til next time.. stay tuned.