Oh the weather outside is frightful...

The snow is in Denver and so are we. We arrived in the Mile High City almost 5 hours late and we're looking at leaving even later.

However, our spirits are high and we are getting a second crack at the last supper as we are now sitting at the Red Rocks Bar & BBQ. Allan is finally having his first Margarita despite the fact that we have moved decisively away from the Mexican border.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!