We left from the Provo Airport early Thursday morning. This airport is tiny and the security is very non-threatening. With terrible stories in the news about TSA, it always scary to me to have to got through security. In Provo though, it's not a big deal.
The flight from Provo to Denver is about an hour long, and for some reason, on this flight I had problems with my ears equalizing. I was so dizzy. Just as I was beginning to adjust to the altitude, we started our descent into the Denver area. It was strange to be on such a short flight, as the shortest flight I'd been on up to this point was from Salt Lake to Atlanta, Georgia. We experienced a little turbulence before landing, but nothing too threatening.
Lynda, a friend of ours and a co-worker of Matt's was already at the airport waiting for us as she'd taken an earlier flight from Salt Lake and the three of us got on a shuttle to take us to where we'd check out our rental vehicle. As I stepped from the airport to the curb, the smell of traveling assaulted my nose; cigarette smoke, car exhaust and burning rubber laced the air .
Our first destination was Del Frisco's Double Eagle Steak House. Representatives from HP and LANDesk were making presentations there for some potential clients of Matt's at a conference room there, and because there wasn't time to take me to the hotel, I was privileged enough to be able to join in their little lunch meeting. My meal began with their house salad topped with bacon and a creamy avocado dressing. I ordered sesame seared tuna, and oh my goodness was it ever delicious! It was served with sliced ginger, teriyaki sauce and a sauce on the plate that tasted and looked like horseradish. . . but I could be entirely wrong. It hardly matters though, because it was fantastic. They also had cheesecake and a chocolate mousse that looked divine, but I had to decline dessert, or I'd have been in trouble.
After their meeting was over, we checked into our hotel which was the Denver Tech Center Hyatt. Matt and Lynda had to take off to check out different venues where they could hold future events. I laid down, watched some Food Network and it wasn't long before I was out like a light.
When Matt and Lynda came back, I grabbed a list of nearby restaurants and we headed out for dinner. We decided on a Thai place named Tuk Tuk or something else like that. I had a green chicken curry with brown rice. The brown rice was good, but I'd never had curry before and while it wasn't bad, it was a little strange.
After dinner, we decided to go see Matt's grandma, Nana Jo (who'd just had surgery a couple weeks ago) and his mom who was visiting her, as well as Uncle Bob and Aunt Reiko who Nana lives with. They took us to see a community called Ken Caryl. It was almost like being back home. The mountains weren't nearly as big, but they completely surrounded the valley. I. loved. it. Unfortunately, the place is a little exclusive, so if we ever move there it'll only be because business is going extremely well. We went back to Uncle Bob's house and visited for a bit, and Aunt Reiko gave me a vase of lilacs from her backyard to take back to the hotel with me. They smelled like heaven.
On the way home, we stopped at Target. Matt gets really bad headaches when he's out driving all day when it's sunny, and he'd left his pair at home. I had only brought some dress shoes and flip flops and it had begun to rain. I was afraid that I was going to get wet feet at the Lacrosse game the next evening so I bought some socks and red canvas shoes along with Matt's sunglasses.
As we drove back to the hotel, we saw the Denver Colorado LDS Temple. It felt so good to see something to familiar and comforting as the Angel Moroni peeking up over the tops of the various buildings the dot the Denver skyline.
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