As Promised...

First off, the captitol from my room window on the 22nd floor:

Then, the street that the restaurant we at in was (did that sentence make sense?):

And the bell tower of the city, glowing purple:

View from the vending machine of the mountains one evening:

And now for some destruction from the week... leftovers from a cooking demo and the aftermath of a whiskey tasting (stunk up the entire floor we were on).

And now for the opening reception. Cubed cheese (big no-no in the culinary world), some yummy bison, and of course, the drinks:

Finally, a dancing doll and then the real thing, some native american dancers to open the show:

Oh yeah! I forgot. Finally, A cool blue bear outside the convention center and me with the winner of Top Chef, Hosea Rosenberg.

Hope you enjoyed! Now, off to the real world.

Aaaaannnnndddd, I'm back!

Wow, It's been awhile. So, you want to hear about my trip to Denver? Well, you get to hear about it anyway. First, we'll talk about the actual work part, because, well, it's probably not that interesting. I sat at the registration desk from 7-6 every day. Every Stinkin' Day. Lots of People, lots of questions, and then ots of time to sit and be bored. But I got to see a lot about what goes on at conferences and meetings, which I enjoyed. Definitely something i could see myself doing someday. There were fun times, though. Opening reception at the Denver Art Museum, lots of food, getting to see a little of Denver (meaning the street we lived on for a week). And we saw a bunny! Right in the middle of the city, outside the museum.

By the way, notice the snow? Yeah. Every other day. Or hour, take your pick. The weather was crazy! I thought I was leaving bad weather in Georgia.

It was warm when we got there, but they'd just had a blizzard.

Then, Sunday was really nice. And then, Monday, this is what we got.

And, Monday afternoon... warm again.

Oh, and the walk to the Wednesday night reception was sooooo pleasant...

I don't really have pictures of Thurday of Friday, because I don't remember leaving the hotel (registration desk, you know). Or Saturday, really. But it snowed Saturday, so a pic from out the window. And then Sunday... IT WAS 12 DEGREES! Ugh! And what did I come home to? ICE AND FLURRIES IN APRIL! Oh well. I also never though I'd be happy to feel humidity again. Seriously, my skin was getting scaly and (gross alert) my nose was a little bloody the whole time. And I never thought altitude would ever affect me as much as it did. I was dizzy literally every time I turned around. Ahhh, there's no place like home. But really, it is a beautiful city with lots of character and I wish I'd gotten to see more (but maybe next time in the summer:) ).

Next post: The week in pictures (minus the weather, 0f course!).

It's coming, I promise!

The long-awaited (ha) post on my glamorous trip to Denver, that is. I've just been so tired, I haven't had a chence when I wasn't sleeping. So, just so you can experience it with me, here's a view from my hotel room: