The good, the bad, and the Denver

I know many of you have come under the impression that Ben and me have died. But that’s not true. We are alive. And now we will begin to tell the story of where we have been for the last 5 days. I’ll pick up where our last big post left off.
This all happened from Saturday, May 26th to Monday, May 28th. We arrived in Denver late, around 9:30pm, at my Uncle Keith and Aunt Retha’s house. My cousin Tyler was there too, and he and Ben went and got burritos while I ate sushi with my relatives. That’s right, they had sushi. They are awesome. We all kind of went to bed after a while and woke up late the next morning.
Aunt Retha cooked us some delicious French Toast (which you can call Freedom Toast if you are still boycotting France) and then we all got to work. I got to help Uncle Keith in his yard. I jumped at the chance to do this, because out of everyone I know, he knows the most about everything that grows and anything related to nature. We cut branches, carried some compost, mixed some dirt, and put it into pots. I got pretty dirty, but I did learn that ideal dirt is made up of 20% air. Pretty cool, huh? Ben was inside all this time, working on a project for Luke Davis’ studio.
Then Jake and Ben went down town to Denver’s 16th street mall to try and get a feel for the city. They were impressed with the capital buildings and they have included some of these pictures in the blog. They saw many different subcultures while downtown, and were encouraged that the different groups of people did not fight each other, but rather, they lived in perfect harmony; the kind of harmony that can only be found in a Shoenberg tone row. After chasing a few squirrels, Ben and Jake got some coffee and pondered what it would be like to live downtown. They decided that they would only live downtown if the following criteria were met:

1. Their apartment would have to be walking distance from the place they worked.
2. An all natural foods market would also have to be walking distance from their apartment.
3. Their wives would either work from home, or be a big time executive that got picked up every morning by a limousine.
4. Their kids would go to a nice school where they would have to wear uniforms. This school would be close enough that the guys could walk their kids to school every morning, and the wife could walk them home.
5. The final criteria would be that they would have some garden space on the roof of their apartment building
This is not too much to ask for is it?

After we were finished downtown, we went back to my Uncle’s house for some awesome hamburgers and late night conversation. We finished the evening by watching a movie with Tyler, and investigating the underpants gnomes.
Then we left the next morning. My family in Colorado treated us like kings. And Ben and me are pretty overwhelmed by all of the hospitality we have been receiving on this trip. A big thank you goes out to the Colorado Funks. We love you.