Today we woke up at the crack of dawn. Not very well-rested, but not tired either. When we drove to Kuss at this hour, it was pouring rain, but we were still ready to go. As we got to the airport at about 5:30 AM, we were nervous and anxious to get through security. After that crazy scene, including luggage and such, some of us purchased some Starbucks drinks as a bittersweet (but mostly sweet) souvenir. 


We boarded our first flight, and we landed in Chicago about 2 hours later, still in one piece. This was where we parted ways with Grace and Mr. Guile to take a parallel flight to Denver, but there was no time to grasp this, as we dashed an impromptu run to our next flight. About 3 hours later, we all found ourselves in Denver Airport, and what a sight! Easily the best airport I’ve ever been to. Friendly. Hilarious.

We got our luggage and took a bus to Alamo van rentals, where we rented the van we would all get a little bit too close to within the next four days. That was when we drove for who knows long into who-knows-where territory. No civilization. For miles, it looked like the beginning of the Breaking Bad Pilot.

Our first priority was to set up tents, and, to our great luck, the wind was almost strong enough to send the cows down the road in our direction. Luckily, we got it done, and that’s when we got to know our two neighbors, Izaiah and Conlan. They took us to pet horses a little bit from the site. To end our busy day, we ate dinner, had s’mores, recorded video diaries, and went to bed exhausted.


Until Tomorrow

Meera






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