Trinidad, CO

Trinidad is a really cute city for a day off. It's actually smaller than my hometown, with a population of about 9,000, but it has a great downtown area because, well, it's in the middle of the desert. The city was historically founded as a mining town, and they have a statue of a canary in a cage in the town center.

Our team has been playing a game called What Are The Chances. It works like this:
Person 1: What are the chances you would do some silly dare?
Person 2: One out of #.
Person 1: Okay. Ready?
Persons 1 and 2: One, two, three...
Only if both people say the same number, Person 2 has to do the dare.

On our evening off in Trinidad, I walked into the downtown area with Marcus. He asked me, "What are the chances you would go to that hotel in the morning for their continental breakfast?" I said, "One in four." Then we said, "One, two, three... two!" I lost at What Are The Chances, but I actually won. So, the next morning I slept in until 8pm and began my day off by walking to the hotel and helping myself to the most glorious breakfast I've had in a very long time. Sneaking in was easy, the difficult part was staying calm and civilized. I ate a toasted bagel, a banana nut muffin, biscuits and gravy, scrambled eggs, and a waffle. Everything was topped with peanut butter, maple syrup, butter, and honey. The view from the dining area overlooked the mountains surrounding Trinidad. A fabulous and slow start to my day off.

Later that day I walked downtown with Dan. I finally got my first smartphone, and then we walked through the town center to get to the grocery store. A trip to the grocery store is not particularly interesting, except this store's employees were required to begin and end every announcement with "Wahoo!" So each time a voice was heard over the intercom, it sounded like: "Wahoo! Lisa to produce. Wahoo!" It got everyone in a really good mood.

I then treated myself to coffee and a pedicure with Kendra. My chore group met up to do laundry. The evening held a volleyball game at the community center we were staying at. I told Josh that whoever was on the losing team would buy the person on the winning team a milkshake at Sonic. Big mistake - a bunch of cyclists playing volleyball reminded me of when the crew team competed in a dodgeball tournament. I owe Josh a milkshake.