Being back in the hustle and bustle of life after my trip to Colorado almost has me feeling like it never happened. Being there was like a dream. I only had one obligation on my 4.5 day mini vacation(to plant trees), and I didn’t plan out any of my free time. If you ever want to wake up in the morning and not feel the pressure of having to do something, I highly recommend doing what I just did. Go somewhere that makes it impossible to work, and don’t make any plans. Done. No pressure. Byeeeeeee.
But on a serious note, that will probably work best if you end up at an all inclusive hotel on a beach. Which I, as you may know, was not.
Being 24 years old and on a budget, I decided not to rent a car for one reason only, the price goes up significantly if you’re under 25. Relying on the bus schedule to get me places meant that my time was actually planned out for me a little bit, unless I wanted to miss the bus. (which if you were following my stories on instagram while I was in Boulder, I did miss the bus quite a bit) For my mothers sanity, I never mentioned where I was staying as she was quite worried that I was already announcing that I was traveling alone, and also where I was going.
So now in the comfort of my humble abode I can say that I stayed at the Boulder Adventure Lodge. And what an adventure it was! The lodge sits on Fourmile Canyon Rd, with Fourmile Creek running right through the property. With budget in mind I booked one bed in their hostel style room. I know, if you’ve never stayed in a hostel before, never mind traveling alone, it can be scary. With that said I actually felt comfortable there. Everyone in my room was quite nice, each of us minding our own business for the most part.
Friday after I settled in, I went to the office for some recommendations for dinner. Each encounter with the staff at the A-lodge was incredibly helpful, and everyone was so freakin nice! From recommendations to giving me rides when I miss the bus, they had no problem helping me out and I am so grateful for that! On my way to dinner I got on the wrong bus, which in one of my posts on insta I quote Bob Ross as a “happy accident” because even though it took an extra HOUR to get to dinner, I got to see this quaint town called Nederland. It had just started snowing up there it was sooo picturesque. ~Would miss bus again.~
I don’t think I mentioned yet that when I got there it was raining. And it was raining and snowing the next day(Saturday) too. Saturday was supposed to be the day we planted tree’s, but because it was snowing in the canyon, they switched it to Sunday. I was very thankful for this because I only brought one pair of shoes for it and they’re not meant for snow. This left Saturday open for a little exploring in town, but first, let me miss the bus…