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The Springs

Over Memorial Day weekend Sammy and I went up to Colorado and Manitou Springs. Sammy has never been there, and we really needed a getaway. 

The first thing we did was go to Garden of the Gods. It's absolutely beautiful up there, and I knew Sammy would love it. We spent a few hours hiking around, and climbing up on rocks. Sammy was in heaven. He likes to pretend that he's a monkey. It was so nice being out in nature just the two of us, taking it in. This world is filled with so much beauty. 
Being up there reminded us of being on our honeymoon, when we went exploring in Rocky Mountain National Park. So, after we were done hiking, we had lunch at Macaroni Grill, and then went to see X-Men Apocalypse. We saw Days of Future Past on our honeymoon, so it was only fitting. We absolutely loved the movie, deciding it was our favorite, the only thing that could have made it better was an appearance from Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellan. We also decided that we'll have to go on another vacation when the next one comes out. 

We spent the rest of the day in our hotel in Manitou Springs. We walked up to the gas station for a wonderful dinner of junk food. I had lunchables and chips. We laid in bed eating junk food and watching Fifty Shades of America, which is a fantastic show that I highly recommend. I did some writing while we watched the show, since my creative mind was spinning all day with story ideas from being out in nature. 

Monday morning we got up bright and early to start the day. We had breakfast at a local diner, and it was gross. I was really disappointed. You shouldn't have to use a knife to cut through pancakes, and omelettes should generally have cheese. 

After breakfast we went to the Manitou Cliff dwellings. It's a museum of preserved Anasazi cliff dwellings that you can actually climb through. Sammy was once again in heaven. I'd visited them before as a kid, and they were much smaller than I remembered, but still worth it. 
After the Cliff Dwellings, we wandered around downtown Manitou until we found the old arcade. All of the games are old school, there was none of that silly life-size fruit ninja crap. For only twenty bucks, Sammy and I ran around for a few hours playing and competing against each other on PacMan, skee ball, and more. We played a game of pool and it got pretty intense. Sammy lost on the last shot, hitting the cue ball in with the eight ball. I scared him a but at how hard I hit the whack-a-mole game:) In the end we got about 100 tickets and I got a dinosaur.
After the arcade we were enjoying a nice lunch, until a truck stopped suddenly outside the window and a man jumped out and then threw up. I saw the whole thing. Sammy said my face instantly turned into horror, and I stopped eating after that. I swear, I'm cursed. I have people vomit around me way more than other's because I have such an issue with it. 

On our way back we stopped and had some ice cream with Brinley. It was good to see here. I really do miss her since she lives a few hours away, and isn't home for the summer. Our vacation was over fairly quickly, but it was really refreshing for the two of us. We had a blast. I love hanging out with my best friend and exploring new things, and strengthening our relationship.


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  1. BaileyJune 10, 2016 at 6:55 AM

    I would love to go back to Colorado and Manitou Springs again!

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