Back on the bus, but this one of I was looking forward to. Usually I chew through books like mm's when I am on a bus, or I spend hours listening to the music watching the scenery half dosing the whole time. But this time I was more like a wide-eyed chip monk, watching the Rockies. This particular drive is famous as being one of the most beautiful. It was nothing short of, spectacular, breath taking, beautiful, captivating, fascinating, astonishing, magnificent, intimidating, lovely, amazing, take your pick or all of the above. It was wonderful in that it was constantly changing. The mountains rise and fall, the clouds blanket the mountains in some places, just delicately wrap them in others, or in others completely disappear. The snow simply dusts the very tops of some mountains,
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