Each time I look at this photo, I see myself anxiously waiting to get to the Colorado Mountains I heard so much about. My nephew warned me that I may find it difficult to breathe but I was so happy that I managed very well.
I so wanted to play with snow which always evaded and avoided me and I found some there.
We ate at a restaurant and there were buffalo wings. I wondered what that dish would look like. Yes. I conjured up some kind of buffalo in my plate (lol)
Then we went to a small shop and we picked some white chocolate which he said was the speciality of this place. We also picked up maple syrup. I just waited to pour it on pancakes which were planned for breakfast the next day.
Small things but great memories.
Any travel memories to share?