One of the greatest feelings in life is the feeling you experience the night before leaving on an exciting trip.
The night before I left for Colorado, I could hardly sit still. I would have to wake up the next morning at 2:30am to make my flight, but it was as if my body didn't care that every hour it stayed awake was another hour of sleep it wouldn't get. I pretended to sleep for 4 hours and thus started my adventurous multi-state napping spree.
My alarm song is a beautiful and quiet composition by Valerie June that opens with the lyrics "when you're tired..." as though I needed a reminder, Valerie. With a fresh cup of very strong black coffee in my hand, I was airport bound.
By 9am I was in Denver surrounded by the love and company of my cherished friend Kim. The ride from Denver to Boulder was full of laughter, catching up, and absurdly great scenery.
My first three days in Colorado were spent in Lyons at the Rocky Mountain Folks Festival. I literally just absorbed the world around me for three beautiful days - the scenery, the (incredibly hot) sunshine, the St. Vrain river, the exquisitely talented musicians and performers, and the company of great friends. While every performance was incredible in its own way, my favorite moments of the festival were Gillian Welch with "Elvis Pressley Blues", The Wood Brothers "Luckiest Man", Jason Isbell "Cover Me Up", and Sufjan Stevens with... well... every song he played.