While growing up, we use to visit Durango, Colorado every single summer.
And to me, it was paradise.
Today, the weather felt a bit brisk....and it reminded me of being 15 and in Durango.
We use to drive to Durango every summer. We would always pass through Four Corners and we would crab walk (kind of a stand still crab walk not like we were walking around like that) and put a foot or a hand in Utah, Arizona, Colorado and New Mexico.
We would pass through Cortez which always signaled that we were almost there.
We always stayed at Cascade Village Condos in Durango.
I loved this house---It was enormous (to the child I was) we had lots of bedrooms and very little tv stations. (Blues Brothers was ALWAYS on when we were there. Weird)
I loved this house---It was enormous (to the child I was) we had lots of bedrooms and very little tv stations. (Blues Brothers was ALWAYS on when we were there. Weird)
We would horseback ride.
We were always learning how to fish (yes, us Elias girls would fish)
We would shop and shop and shop in downtown Durango.
We would always watch a movie at the local theater.
We would always take a horsedrawn carrage through the town to hear of the history of the homes and I remember distinctly learning what a widows walk was. The homes were breathtaking.
We would take the durango/silverton railroad to silverton. Spend some time having lunch, stroll through the town and of course, shopping and then drive back to Durango.
We would visit the resort at Purgatory and my sisters and dad would take these landslides down (not me as I am a frady cat and won't go up on a ski lift)
At night, all of the Elias girls would find their way to the loft and you would hear muffled giggles as we were told to go to sleep!
These trips were so wonderful and I have so many amazing family memories thanks to Durango.
To this day, Durango is breathtaking. Durango has these brilliant sky's that make you breathe crisp, fresh air and feel alive.
So today, when I walked outside, I felt 15 again and in Durango.
And that's a magnificent feeling.
2 comments:
It sounds like it is a fun trip...I love your use of words!
Do you remember when I killed the squirrel? Oh it was awful!
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