We’re almost to Denver, just 20 more miles. It’s 5:38 mountain time and Zoe just opened her eyes, looked out the window, and saw the beautiful mountain backdrop for the first time. A huge grin stretched across her face.
The drive went well. Zak and I did a good job spliting it up. We were both too tired to drive at 3:30ish, so we found a small town, parked on a side street in front of some houses, and all 4 of us slept. We sure are creepy.
And so just 16.5 hours and 8 bathroom stops after leaving Brookfield we’re here! Now what to do with a whole day in Denver?!?