Saturday, December 31
Our adventure started in the Denver airport at about 9:30 p.m. My flight landed earlier than was expected. I was therefore able to quickly swipe my one checked bag from the carousal. This created a much heavier addition to my two other carry-on bags. Panting, I arrived at Hunter's luggage carousal and waited. When he finally arrived he was making one of his Hunter "fake grimace, but still smiling" face. He showed me his hands. The straps of his bags had not been kind to him. Eventually his two checked bags came around. They were both quite large. The adventure began. First things first, we had to find a taxi. Grunting and pulling we got all of our luggage gathered, and headed out. "How hard could it be to find a taxi?" We thought. "According to mom they should be flocking around the airport like a swarm of..... something that flocks around things." It's ok mom we still love you, that just didn't happen to be the case. We had a brief glimpse of two random taxis before they were swallowed up into the night. Finally an airport guy told us that we'll be hard pressed to find any taxis, seeing as it was 10 p.m. on New Year's Eve. All the drunk, and otherwise partying people, needed the taxis. Which left us, for the time being, stranded at the airport. We only had about 15 miles to go to pick up my Baby Truck from our cousin, Miriam's, house. Our arms were aching. Our backs were strained. Our hope was dwindling. Finally, there we saw it, sparkling in a ray of sun... well a dim ray from a street lamp. It was a personal shuttle. $50 bucks and many interesting facts about Colorado later, we got to my Baby.
We arrived in Cheyenne at about midnight without incident. I had warned Hunter about the um... "sketchiness" of my apartment. I guess that wasn't enough of a heads up though. It was pretty funny to walk into my building and see his reaction. "What the cra?? These floors are like plywood." Oh Schunt, you're so funny. Plywood would have been a step up from what the floors of my halls were like. After establishing just how ghetto my little studio was, we settled in for the night. There wasn't much to do, and I think that were both thinking something along the lines of "We've got to get out of here!" We weren't quite ready to go to bed, so we decided to play the only game I own, Connect Four (thank Britton). The battles were brutal. First he won... pure luck ( jk Schunt jk ;-) ). Next round it was me... pure skill. The final round though, went to my brother. It was a terrible loss. I guess he had more skill than luck after all. The rest of the night was filled with laughter.. mostly of the crazy variety. Insanity had already started to set in. None too soon, sleep overtook us.
Sunday, January 1
Due to getting in late and making the poor decision to stay up even later, we slept in (darn alarms weren't loud enough) and missed church. Whoops! If only the time for church hadn't already changed from 5 p.m. to 8 a.m. Ah well, I guess that's how it goes sometimes. It was rather nice to be able to sleep in until 11. Overall, the day was fairly mellow. We did a little packing, but mostly we just didn't even know where to begin. My friend Alex was in town, so we got to hang out with him for a while. Which was lucky, because that night we had quite a scare. There was the biggest, nastiest, hairiest, probably flesh-eating spider EVER! I heard a shout. It came from my brother. "SPIDER!" I squealed and jumped up. It was hard to tell what was going on in all of the chaos. Hunter and I were both yelling "Kill it! Kill it!" I say again, thank goodness Alex was there. He calmly took control of the situation and squashed the beast. Whew! That was surely a close one. We survived it, but only just barely.
Monday, January 2
Somehow we stayed up.... well let's just say that it was qutie late (or early rather). Though it shames me to say it, we didn't wake up until about 2... p.m. I know, I know. It's bad. We were really tired though, and slowly losing our will to live. We didn't do much that day anyway. We got some packing done, lazed around, and went to bed. Well, first we played hanging with friends. It's like hangman on our phones (thanks Alex). We can send each other words to solve. Somehow it's quite addicting. We ended up playing that for a couple of hours, before going to bed at around 2 a.m.
...to be continued...
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