Well, Durango felt like Antarctica. Too cold.
The temperature was in the single digits while we were there- and that was the HIGH. I’m still warming up! When we left Park City on Saturday, there were moments when we wondered if this road trip was wise.
But once we made it over the first major mountain pass, the sun came out and we settled in to our usual routine. (Read: Cholula settled in on my LAP.)
Our trip was a little bit of business, but mostly pleasure. There was a fabulous brunch with dear friends that involved mimosas, Cordell’s famous huevos rancheros with green chile, and a baby that adored John’s beard.
There was an awesome delayed holiday/birthday celebration with my folks, complete with gift exchange and a bacon-wrapped pork loin.
There were shivering dog walks along the frozen river, after-dinner drinks at one of our old haunts (from before we knew each other!), football and multiple card games near the cozy fireplace. We spent time catching up with friends and enjoying our family. And Cholula was very spoiled by Grandma.
It wouldn’t be a trip without a story of some kind, right? Well, my sweet parents have been dealing with frozen water pipes at their home. They’ve got a system that seems to be working for them and the weather is now getting warmer, but John and I decided to camp out at a nearby motel to make things easier. We chose one close to their house, a place I’d stayed at almost 20 years ago. I remembered it being retro and cozy, with a fireplace and cool loft area and plenty of room. Plus, they were dog-friendly!
We only made it through one night there.
With temperatures around negative 10, even the roaring fireplace couldn’t keep us warm with the bunk heater in the room. There were unsuccessfully patched holes in the walls and stains on the carpet. The bedspread looked shockingly similar to the one in my memory. And when we called the front desk (three times) for extra blankets, no one answered. There was no coffee option in the room (kind of a deal-breaker), but it wasn’t until I turned on the water in the shower the next morning and brown sludge came out of the faucet that we gave up. I’m a trooper, but please. Thank you, bottle of wine.
Our new hotel was spacious and mold-free, with an extra blanket in the closet. Oh, and THIS.
As always, our time in Durango was over before it had even really begun. We were back on the road, heading home to prepare for a series of house guests and the madness of the Sundance Film Festival.
Confession: I didn’t mind a warm fuzzball on my lap for the drive.
As we drove though the desert, now covered in a blanket of snow, we daydreamed about camping trips and springtime fun. A glowing sunset greeted us as we pulled into the driveway.
No matter how great a trip has been, there’s something wonderful about HOME when we return.
Until next time, Durango! (Preferably after the big thaw.)
You certainly have one big lap dog for road trips – ha! Your man has the mountain man look with the beard and cowboy hat. I am envious of people who look good in hats because I do not even a stocking hat. Durango must be beautiful in the non-Winter months. Have a Great One:)
She is holding steady at 49 pounds. I hope she doesn’t reach 50 because I’m at my limit! She actually did hang out in the back seat for a long time which was nice. And the mountain man? LOVE. 🙂
I’m looking forward to a full run-down of Nutty’s visit…with photos! Have a great time. xoxo
Wish you were here to play with us! I still can’t believe she’ll be here in my house… that’s twice to Utah in just a few months.
And you KNOW I’ll have photos. 🙂
Eewwww! Nasty hotels are the WORST! I stayed in a yucky one in Colorado a couple years ago while visiting friends – but at least there wasn’t brown sludge running from the faucets. Barf! As always, it looks like you and your man had a blast. Can’t wait to hear about all the Sundance hoopla! Whooopie!
I screamed and then we checked out of the hotel! Haha!
For the love of Freezing! Glad you had bacon-wrapped everything to keep you warm.
It made everything better- if not warmer. 🙂
Cholula yawning has completely changed my life. EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD IS SO MUCH BETTER NOW!
There is a sound that accompanies that yawn that will make you squeal.
In that photo, she’s like, Get off of my seat. YOU go in the back seat for awhile and I’ll sit by Daddy.