Colorado Trip

We just got back from a trip to Colorado. We drove there, as we usually do. This year, just to mix it up a bit, we drove through Kansas on the way there, and then through Amarillo, Texas on the way home. There's not a lot to see in Kansas.



We did see a lot of old barns like this, and I was dying to stop and take more pictures, but we were driving along the highway and there was no where to pull over for me to take pictures.

I'm not sure how well my asking to stop every time I saw something interesting would have gone over for the other people in the car. It's already a 17 hour drive, no need to make it any longer.

So, this barn was snapped while driving about 80 mph down the road.  To be clear, I was not the one driving.


Here's one of the people we came all of this way to see. My sister's son. So cute. He's learned to walk since we last saw him, and he's good at it.


Bailey had a great time playing with him.



Another reason we drove all of this way was to see my dear friend Jae's new babies.
Yes, I said babies, as in two.

Here's Oliver.



And this little cutie is Miranda.



Jae and I have known each other since 7th grade. We always have a lot of fun together, as you can see.



We toured the Anheuser-Busch factory in Fort Collins while we were there. Not because we are beer drinkers, but just because we love to see how things are made.

I think our love of seeing things made stems from going to the Mrs. Baird's bread bakery when we were young.  Growing up in the Dallas area, it was a "manditory" field trip for most schools.  Both my hubby, Rominal, and I toured the factory when we were young.  I will never forget the wonderful smell as I toured that factory.

At the Fort Collins factory, they house the Anheuser-Busch clydesdales.  However, they were currently in another state so we didn't get to see them. 

For the record, Bailey was not taller than a clydesdale.


This is some part of the beer making process.  Don't ask me which part though. 



There were a lot of pretty flowers behind my father's house and these next few shots are from there.

When I look at the picture below, I hear an air traffic controller in my head.  "Bee-9, this is traffic control, you are cleared for landing."









We had a great time.