More details on the trip to follow, of course, but here's a quick rundown on getting out here to the Mile High City.
We left PVD at 2:05 aboard a relatively empty Southwest 737, arriving in Baltimore about an hour later. After a quick bite to eat, we boarded another 737. Four hours later, we touched down in Denver.
A tram-type shuttle thing took us to the baggage claim. And it has a little jingle when the doors open and close, like a strum or two of a steel guitar. Perfect. I wish that sound accompanied everything I did.
Finally, a rental car, a Ford Explorer. A 20-minute drive, we checked into the hotel, where we found Vinny Pazienza circa 1990 fighting on ESPN 2 and the clocks giving us the time in Eastern Standard. Was this some kind of strange time warp?
At the bar, we drank Coors Light (we're in the Rocky Mountains, duh) and met a very nice bartender named Caitlin who went to school in Providence and had TB as a baby. Bizarre coincidences abound so far. More to come.
---David Bettencourt
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So, either you guys had your cell phone turned on as you were about to land, which I'm pretty sure can cause the plane to crash. Or, you didn't have your carry-on luggage stored in the overhead compartment or underneath the seat in front of you. Naughty, naughty, naughty!
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