Me at Salvation Army. We bought a short sleeve shirt, a long sleeve shirt, and a sweatshirt.
The second day we were in Denver
we woke up bright and early, if by bright and early you mean so late that the hotel restaurant was no longer serving breakfast. Actually, I think we were awake, but Trinity was playing Animal Crossing, and I was doing God knows what... reading the newspaper maybe? The hotel shuttle wasn't available until 11:00 and that was perfect, because the night before, I realized my hotel was across the street from a Salvation Army thrift store!! Salvation Army stores are my favorite stores on earth. I try to go to one in every city I visit. I LOVE saying things like "Oh, I got that at a Salvation Army in Las Vegas." People think I'm insane. We got a few shirts there.
After that, we wanted to grab a quick lunch/breakfast downtown before heading the US Mint. We took the shuttle downtown and went looking for something specific to Denver and walked and walked, each of us saying "How about there?" and the other saying "Nah, I'm not in the mood for that" repeatedly. Finally we were starving, and we gave up, and we just went to Jimmy John's. It's our favorite place to eat locally, and we were happy to have it readily available to us in another state. We sat next to a cow statue and ate our delicious lunch, then walked down the street/"mall."
I consider myself to be pretty good with a map, and I had one in my pocket that I tore out of a Denver magazine I got at the airport, but this map was retarded. It made things that I was actually close to appear as if they were seven blocks away.
Trinity on the South Platte River
I found the US Mint by reading the name off the actual building, the map I had led me to believe I had to walk to the next block over and then cross the street. When we got there we turned right back around, it turned out you needed a reservation, and you couldn't bring bags or purses of any kind. There were two ladies there that had "tickets" but we couldn't take them because I had a bag with me. Anyway, it was just as well, although I was somewhat disappointed because I read at least four different tourist guide things, and none of them mentioned anything about not bringing bags or needing a reservation. I guess it's only obvious, but I specifically didn't make reservations because of the things I read.
We decided to go to the Children's Museum, instead.
I pulled my magazine page map out once again, and this time used my own judgement on how to get there, rather than taking the path which the map made appear shorter. I chose wisely! We took the free 16th Street Mall bus all the way to the opposite end, and then we walked along the South Platte River to get there. Another thing about Denver, they call everything a park! My maps all had multiple "parks" on them, but when we would arrive at the location it was only a patch of grass. In Milwaukee, we just call that a yard. We found this little place where people were actually swimming in the water, and what I would call baby white water rafting. It was basically one tiny little hill that stretched maybe 30 yards. There were some kids there with a raft and they were going up and down it, and it looked fun as hell.
I felt like I was in Stand By Me.
Trinity had on flip flops so she jumped right in and walked all over, I had on sneakers, but I couldn't stand it for long and soon I was in the water too. It wasn't until we were out of the water for well over three hours that we read one of the informative signs posted along the river that told us we shouldn't swim in the water because there could be dangerous bacteria living in it. Oops? But that was like a week ago now, so it was obviously fine. We walked on, past the Downtown Aquarium, and got to the Children's Museum. I can sum up the Denver Children's Museum in one word... BORING. Trinity and I go to a LOT of museums, and a lot of those museums are children's museums ... so far this one is the worst. It was small, dreadfully small. But I imagine it was more entertaining that seeing how they make quarters.
We break the law.
Actually, no it wasn't, but the walk there was, anyway.
After that we walked back and ended up shopping downtown. I'm not really the shopping type. A lot of my friends are all "Lets go to New York for the day and go SHOPPING!" whereas I'm basically like "Let's go to New York for the day and see the GHOSTBUSTERS FIREHOUSE!" Trinity is more girly than I am, but I think/hope I'm doing a good job at raising a child who is not materialistic. As we were walking, I commented that we were shopping like a couple of women. And Trinity said back "I know, all we need now are high heels shoes and some cups of coffee, and then we can start talking all snobby." We bought a cute little stuffed donkey that is wearing a shirt that says Denver 08 (because of the DNC which will be there is August) and we spent a long time in a Virgin Records looking through books that were 20% off, finally settling on a comic book type thing called Kawaii Not: Cute Gone Bad which is hilarious. Later that night, Trinity couldn't decide if she should sleep with Starbucks Bear or the donkey. I didn't want Starbucks Bear to get jealous, so I was like "Fine, I'll sleep with the Democrat." And I did.