If I could remember more of this I would write you up a nice story.
The only thing I have to say about Denver is that it felt unreal.
Take a 45 minute flight (or 8 hour road trip) and you can smoke all the recreational marijuana (in a private residence, with permission)
I was hoping that Cannabis Cup would be my Woodstock.
In a way it was, I suppose.
I was cynical in my published review. Unimpressed with the quality of the seminars at the Cup.
But I did also realize, that people probably weren't there to hear people talk, and if they were it was to hear "FREE DABS!"
Coming home left in depressed haze the first few days, which was hard to break out of.
Now my heart aches for more.
More travel, more experience, more, more more.
I hope to return to Denver soon and adventure around a bit on my own, and maybe tell you about that.
for now here are some pictures from my most recent time in the Rocky Mountain city.
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