Aspen....the Experience...Day One.

Well, here I am. I sit in my grandparents guest home....it's very quiet...a bit lonely I might add when you don't have a tv. Thankfully, by some sort of miracle, I have the interwebs! YES! My trip to Aspen began by getting up at 3am. I should let all of you know that I was up before this and I only managed a half -assed hour of sleep....not enough to be functional. I was up and at 'em when most people were getting in from the bars! My wonderful friend Jeff took me to the airport. I had a bit of a debacle with United Airlines, because for SOME reason they don't do check-ins until 4:45am. My flight was at 6am and I STILL had to get through the hell that is DCA security (with a boot).



Got my ticket and set sail...only to go to the WRONG security check point. I had to haul my skinny little butt to the other side of the terminal and then there was a ginormous (yes, I created a word) line. No one has common sense to let the people with the early flights go ahead of them. I thought it would be ok to not take off my boot. I COULD mind you, but I decided against it, which was a really bad decision. I went through the machine and I beeped. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was that asshole stuck in some little box, waiting for a female TSA attendant to give me the dreaded pat down. I got it. It wasn't that bad...just slightly awkward and I was kinda pissy, considering I thought I might miss my flight. As well as getting the pat down, my whole entire boot had to be x-rayed and the dumbass TSA lady STILL thought I was concealing some sort of weapon. Turns out it was a metal support to keep my ankle in place....idiots.



The flight to Chicago was ok. I slept some, but this damn cold really sucks. Chicago to Aspen was a pain in the ass because I had to go to a terminal REALLY far away. Like BFE far away. I made it...scarfed down a really greasy McDonald's McGriddle and got on the flight. I spent the whole 2 1/2 hours with one nostril that ran and ran and ran. Lots of tissues and I pissed off a lot of people who thought they were going to catch my cold. Suckers. There were also two tiny children who had terrible parents....they spent a lot of their time kicking the back of my seat, while I tried to sleep.



I was picked up by Marion, wearing my Prada shades of course, because you can't do Aspen, without designer shades. ;) We went grocery shopping and I spent a lot of money, but there was seriously nothing in the house for me to eat. I decided since it is my first night here I would cook a meal. I seasoned a pork tenderloin with salt, pepper, and garlic. As it was being finished off in the oven I added some sauerkraut and I let a sweet potato cook as well. To add to the wonder that was my meal....I had some root beer. Here's the picture....it looked better in the pan, but this is what was on my plate:



Side note: When in severe high altitude...you shouldn't be a smoker...thank god i quit and drink lots of water because you get dehydrated really quickly.