Denver

For those of you keeping track of such things, Homer and I posted early last night.  Completing out time in Casper we drove on to Denver without a diversion or side trip, unusual but necessary to return the horse on time, he served us well but warranted a bath. The Denver airport is in the middle of nothing; it is about 15 years old and is famous for the fancy baggage system that did not work.  So to insure that no one complains of the noise, the law prevents anything from being built within 5 miles of the tented structure.

The car rental companies, hotels and restaurants are all located outside of the 5 mile circle; a two lane highway encompasses the entire area with shuttles, cars and other modes of transportation speeding around nonstop.  We toyed with venturing into Denver; I would have like to gone to the US Mint and maybe the Body Works exhibit but the travel had caught up with us, so I returned Cadillac, while Homer surveyed the eats.

Surprisingly, we had a nice meal at the hotel restaurant, settled up the tour cost; Homer owes me a hundred bucks, give or take, a chicken fried steak. We concluded that the adventure was a success, posted the blogs and were asleep before we had stumbled in the night before.  Now we travel.