Visiting Central City in Colorado

What do you do? When the doorbell rings and a woman, maybe in her late 20's is on your doorstep asking if she can use your phone. It is 20 degrees outside and she asks if she can come inside? Everything I've ever heard says do not let her in. But I wasn't able to close the door. She said her boyfriend, Mike had pushed her out of his car and that she didn't feel safe going to his house. I asked if he lived around here and she was evasive. I gave her our home phone so that she could call her uncle to come and get her. But from the side of the conversation that I could hear, he was not going to come. She said that she had changed and it wasn't going to be like that anymore. He hung up. I could smell alcohol on her breath, and when I was making a call on my cell phone, she asked if I was calling the cops. I told her no that I wasn't. She said that if I thought I needed to  -- to please tell her. She has had some run ins with the law and was not supposed to be drinking. She had two shots earlier. Just then my husband and son came home. She asked to use my computer to get her contacts so that she could call someone to come and get her. But then my husband asked what she was doing. She got nervous and then wrote a few of her contacts from her Google account in a book from one of her bags. He dropped her off at Subway. He thought she could stay at a public place to figure out what she should do. When she left I gave her a hug and told her not to stay with that boyfriend. A very strange story and a very strange end to a very strange day.

     On a better note, my husband and I went up to the mountains on Monday. We had lunch at a place called Dostal Alley, in Central City, a small little store front with gambling and a bar upstairs and small kitchen and dining area downstairs.  The pizza was good. The $5 we spent in gambling yielded .50. So altogether we gambled $5.50 away. A fun 30 seconds. Went to the cemetery in the freezing cold.  And on our way home we saw a herd of elk.

Colorado

In real life, unlike books, when faced with a major decision - it overtakes all your thoughts. 

In a book when the heroine faces the unknown, she comes up with plans. Usually faulty plans especially at the beginning of the book. By the end her plans come together much better after, of course, discovering something about herself and about a few other people within her close circle of friends.



The problem with life is that one doesn't know when one chapter is starting and the last chapter is finished. It is more of a liquid free-flowing thing than that displayed in the finite pages of the book. 



With the death of so many people that either I or my family are acquainted with, put together with friends that I've known for close to a decade have moving away -- puts me in the oddest mood. Not fearful, not anxious, sad or glad, just in a more reflective state of mind. For the most part, I am not able to change anything which helps. I react but even that seems unimportant. 

Summer is ebbing. Time waits for none of us. It moves on and we with it.  

The pictures above are from the Black Canyon of the Gunnison on a boat tour of the canyon. The one to the right is Eldorado Canyon outside of Boulder. I'm a Colorado native and have never been to either canyon before. If you want to see breathtaking sights  The plains, farmland, rivers and mountains, then Colorado is the place to be.