First rule of 2017? Don’t talk about 2016. I guess I can’t consider it the worst year of my life. (Shout out to 2014 for being 365 days of horseshit) BUT it definitely didn’t hold out on all of its promises. With that said, I got to live in a whole new state and what I learned far exceeds any reasons I’m not staying. 

Below are 7 of the most wonderful lessons Colorado has left me, as I leave it. 

1. I learned that as cool as snowboarding sounds, it’s not for me. 

I’d only been once before. When I was 12 my parents took me boarding in big bear. At least I think it was big bear. I was kind of youth-drunk on pain killers cause my dad was avoiding taking me to the hospital after I broke my hand the weekend before our family trip. Turned out the hair line fracture became a bigger problem when I spent most of my time on the bunny slopes falling on the fucking thing. I wish I could have blamed the inability to get up at age 29 on an inoperative appendage, but the only thing broken at the base of Arapahoe basin was my soul. 

2. I learned that “natives” is just another term for pretentious assholes. 

 Every single time I told someone I was from California (who grew up in Colorado) they spent the next three to six minutes of my life that I will never get back griping about the legalization of marijuana and how it’s been the downfall of their local society. Yada-fuckin’-yada. Yea cause I didn’t come here for the job market that wasn’t devastatingly depleted or because the cost of housing (was) about 35% lower in suburban areas. I didn’t come here for the 14ers or the hiking trails. And god for bid I chose this state for its perfect seasons. That would be CRAZY. 

3. I learned that traffic is everywhere.

The world is just overpopulated, and the only way through your shit, is to sit in it. Like, you just gotta find yourself in those 30-60 additional minutes you’re not even sure are going to happen. Let the world brake check you. We’re all in this together. Except Connecticut– the only “C” state without bumper to bumper rush hours. 

4. I learned that, to some, beer is life. 

Breweries, brew pubs, pub crawls, beer bars. What do you want for your birthday in Colorado? Beer. What time are we going out? Beer:30 The microbrew community is unrivaled in this state and it’s awe-inspiring. Per capita, this state has more brewery options than I was even capable of or prepared to handle. Side note: I’m still going on record believing that they only legalized marijuana to provide relief for everyones coors-hangover. 

5. I learned that altitude tolerance is real. 

Going back down to sea level is gonna make me a flippin super hero. You guys have been getting so much more air than me down there! If I’m not a total beast in the gym…then I need to not let anybody know cause that means I’m really out of shape. It’s a real struggle up here at a mile high, but after living in Colorado a year and a half I notice nothing. That is, until my first breath back down by the beach. 

6. I learned that every amphitheater should be built inside of a rock. 

Red Rocks, I feel, is something everyone needs to experience. It’s like cupping your ear and listening to your tv on the most grand of scales. Frankly, all musicians should play here. Sound systems are so-49 other states. 

7. I learned what it’s like to be part of a community that wins.

The Broncos won the super bowl while I lived here and frankly being a niners fan, it may be a long time coming before I can be apart of such a sweet sweet victory again. Also, I’m going home to a state who created raiders and charger fans. All I can hope is that Rams fans are significantly less likely to stab me.

I’m on to a new adventure, one in a state I grew up in but never explored. I took my travel bug within and ventured to lands outside my comfort zone. Now I want to explore my original comfort; my birthplace. I know they say life begins at the end of your comfort zone, but I’m ready to take lessons learned from across this country and apply them to miles and miles of the golden state. Colorado you were fun, but it’s time to cure this home sick girl with a piece of her past. Later landlock ✌🏼️

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