Colorado Spring Kaleidoscope

Home for a week from my almost 4 month-long odyssey around the Western United States (with a detour to Canada for the Women’s World Cup), I have begun to sift through the thousands of photos I took along the way. I began just after Easter, walking from my front door to the local bus stop down the street, hopping local transit, intercity bus lines, and Amtrak trains from Wisconsin to Chicago to Denver. Friends in Boulder, Colorado graciously opened their home to me and so kicked off my explorations into the urban, cultural, and natural landscapes along the way.

Denver impressed me with her quirky bookstores, plethora of microbreweries, and cutting-edge museums, while Boulder came across as the laid-back cousin – a mellow retreat of good, hearty food, inventive performing arts (check out the Dairy Center for the Arts for breathtaking aerial dance), and rejuvenating wild spaces in the heart of the city (where fishing Boulder Creek in view of the public library is a daily scene). Amtrak also runs one of its most spectacularly scenic rail lines through the Colorado Rockies, the California Zephyr, winding through remote mountain canyons crowded with wildlife you don’t often see this close from the highway.

To view my photo slide show of Colorado, click on the link below.

Colorado – April 2015

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About chronictraveler

Chronic Traveler starts as a dream, one that I thought I had lost, but that has slowly changed into a mission to realize and live that dream every day. In December 2007 I became seriously ill and the doctors did not know what was causing my illness. I had to stop teaching as my life tumbled into a never-ending nightmare of doctors, hospitals and tests. Finally, in May 2008 I was diagnosed with a chronic condition - fibromyalgia. I was only 26 years old at the time. I have had to give up teaching, and now work part-time at a performing arts center as I learn how to manage my condition and improve my quality of life. What helped me through the months of uncertainty and sickness, and continues to inspire me, was a new focus on what truly mattered to me: family, friends, gardening, the arts, and especially travel. I have always fed my soul by traveling, ever since I first stepped off the plane at age 16 in Kathmandu, Nepal to help with an orphanage's building project. Meeting new people and experiencing how they live and how they view the world infuses my life with a richness I was so afraid I would lose when the doctor first said, "You have fibromyalgia". This blog is my story, as I begin to forge a new path. I am embracing my life as it is, with the fibromyalgia pain and fatigue, and learning to do what I love regardless. It may mean I have to go slower and take more naps or breaks! But I am determined to learn how to travel and experience the world, and hopefully what I learn will help others like me who believe their medical condition stands in the way of their travel dreams.
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