Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Posts Tagged With ‘ travel ’

Travel like an MVP with High End Transportation

October 28th, 2017

When Heather and I flew out to Portland, OR for The 420 Games we had the experience of a lifetime. Heather took 2nd place in Oregon, and being our first time in Portland, we had a great adventure. As much fun as we had, the highlight of our trip was the ride to and from the airport with High End Transportation. We had the pleasure of riding in the Tesla. Our driver’s name was Toni, who drives the Tesla often enough to be nicknamed, Toni Tesla. She was so nice and friendly. Our conversation made the trip even better, and Toni really made us feel like we were riding with family. The ride was a... Read More

This Week’s Boulder Benefactor: Chef Bob Sampson

August 16th, 2017

Boulder is a city brimming with delectable creations, and cuisine artists. You can’t throw a stone within the city limits without hitting a renowned or beloved place to eat. But not all of Boulder’s delicious delicacies require you to take to the city streets. Some of the best, most regarded food in town comes to you… Meet Chef Bob Sampson, a venerated chef with over 30 years of experience in the industry, and this week’s Boulder Benefactor. He’s served as an executive chef at three different restaurants, and for seven years owned the Boulder restaurant World Fare.... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Eva

August 2nd, 2017

Eva is on her first week of a long journey. She plans to travel to Boston, and perform on her way to pay for gas. She plays four instruments: fiddle, ukulele, banjo and guitar. “I was born into playing music. My family all plays different instruments, and I guess I just took after them,” Eva said about how she got into music. Eva has traveled before, and claims her favorite places are Boulder and Helena. She started traveling because she wanted to meet new people and see new places. Eva is able to make connections with people through music because, “it creates a bridge across... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Peter

July 26th, 2017

You can catch Peter on Pearl Street performing his specialty of juggling with both his hands and feet. Starting at a young age, Peter loved to juggle: but with a twist. He competed in hacky sack competitions and won the world tournament multiple times. This taught him to juggle first with his feet, then his hands; now he juggles with both at the same time. Peter started to preform shows in San Fransisco in 1994, without know what he was doing, but eventually figured it out and hasn’t stopped. He’s preformed all over the world. His favorite places to perform were Prague and Vietnam.... Read More

Faces of Boulder- Dan

July 12th, 2017

Dan is a full time musician, currently on the road, with Iowa as his destination. He is originally from the Bay Area near San Fransisco, but travels to perform music, and also tap! He has previously played in Boulder a hand full of times with his band. In fact, his second stop his first time traveling with the band was Boulder! He used to perform for Andy, the owner of Albums on the Hill and also at the Boulder Theater. Now, Dan plays his music at weddings and different special events, but tapping is also part of his creative side. He is going to start offering tap lessons to inspire others to... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Martin

June 14th, 2017

Martin is a motivational speaker for the organization Save the Children, and also works with Art from Ashes. He writes and performs poetry for Art from Ashes, which specializes in empowering the youth. Martin says, “I wanted to give back, and I believe one of the best causes is for children because they’re shaping the future.” Martin doesn’t quit there, he also is working on writing a book and an album! He paints and takes photos – and of course, snowboards. Martin visited Colorado in July of last year for two weeks, fell in love, and decided to move here in September... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Kay

May 31st, 2017

Kay is originally from Milan, Italy and moved to the Boulder in 2006. Before coming to Boulder, she lived in Pennsylvania, California, St. Louis and many other places. She was adopted, which was what prompted her move to the U.S., but, “if I wasn’t adopted I would want to come to America to experience the different cultures and people. It’s a place people come to thrive and succeed and that would be why I would want to come here.” She occasionally goes back to Italy because a lot of her family still resides there. She says Pearl Street is lit and believes that the people... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Pic of the Day!

March 28th, 2017

  Meet Lia! Lia is a junior as CU Boulder and is studying international business. She has a strong love of traveling and has already been to 41 countries and has lived in Ghana and Indonesia. So ideally, she would like to work somewhere that allows her to continue to explore the world! On top of working to pay for school, Lia still manages to find time to take advantage of Boulder’s adventurous spirit. She is an avid rock climber and loves to explore, camp, and just spend every possible moment outside. When I asked her what her favorite part of adventuring was she said, “Oh... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Pic of the Day!

March 27th, 2017

David had been writing songs since he was a kid, but of course, as life got busy, that passion got set on a shelf. When he found himself with more time on his hands after losing hours at work, he picked it up again. He learned guitar and loves it all over again. He also started traveling across the country. He’s originally from California, but he’s travelled all across the West Coast and into Mexico. But he came to Boulder because of the scenery and people. He dreams of traveling all over the world, but right now, Colorado is still his favorite spot so far.  Read More

Faces of Boulder – Pic of the Day!

March 13th, 2017

Kat is not a Boulder native, but she loves the focus on the arts and the eclecticism that Boulder has. She’s been writing for Elephant Journal for sometime, and since they’re headquartered in Boulder she figured that this was the perfect time to come check them out. Elephant Journal is the world’s leading online magazine for mindful living. She’s from South Africa, and speaks a little Afrikaans. What are some swear words? “Ek moet jou vermoor” means I’m going to kill you. “I can’t believe I came all the way to Boulder to teach someone how to say I’m going to kill you in Afrikaans.”... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Pic of the Day!

February 13th, 2017

An Ebio major by day, slam dunk champion by night. Meet Mak, my neighbor and current SlamJampalooza winner. Mak moved to Colorado from Alaska to attend CU Boulder and hone his mini-hoop skills. Every opportunity he gets, Mak travels around the world to scuba dive and fish. If you were to ask Mak how he would describe himself, he would say he’s a mix between Shaq and Aquaman. An opportunist by nature, there is no doubt Mak helps make Boulder the intriguing place we can all call home. Thanks Makane!  Read More

Weighted

February 6th, 2017

Ten feet above my last bolt, I look down and start trying to do calculations. Math that I, admittedly, am not great with, considering the fact that I have never really been able to visually judge distance very accurately. With that in mind, ten feet was probably far less than that. The theoretical and actual fall factors are differentiated by the amount of available rope in the system, and with stretch I’ll fall… how far? Twice the distance between my harness and the previous clip, plus…. The answer didn’t matter. The biggest issue was my apprehension, the fact that I could not find it... Read More

Faces of Boulder – Pic of the Day!

January 31st, 2017

Mike and Laura’s love story began a few years ago after he walked from California to Florida. It took him two and a half months, but it was worth it. He met her walking her dog in a park. “She was totally out of my league,” he told me with a beaming smile, but they finally talked.”It’s the first time I’ve put roots down anywhere.” Now, they’re traveling together across the US. He brought her here because it’s one of his favorite spots. “I hope it stays this warm,” she said. “I really love the people here. I’d love to stay.”  Read More

Slow

January 30th, 2017

Today marks one week that I have been laid up with injury. The days have crept by slowly, and the nights have felt interminable, hours seeping through the air like the languid flow of blood beneath my wounds. At its worst, my own pulse was a scream in the quiet dark. This fragility of body is something that I have not felt in quite some time – the last eighteen months have seen me at my peak. Having never been athletic before, at least not passionately so, since beginning to climb I have seen positive transformations in myself that I never thought I would witness. I have never felt so strong,... Read More

Calm

November 22nd, 2016

I breathe deeply as I tie my knot, looping the rope the same way that I always do, dressing it carefully so that its layers lie comfortably amongst themselves, the lengths all perfect, the tension equal. I sit down to put on my shoes, left first, pulling the velcro taught and flexing my toes against the rubber, then the right, moving laterally in my ritual as if reading whatever it is my body has to say. It is the same each and every time and it is a process, one that I take slowly and with care not to rush. The moment I step off of the ground I am attempting to enter a unique space within myself,... Read More

Red

November 1st, 2016

Though the sun shines unseasonably strong and its rays heat the air in days that are unrecognizable as November, nothing stands motionless as it would in the lethargy of summer, and a near-constant wind sweeps the city and kicks up dirt and is not powerful enough to really affect that which it touches, but instead scratches at every door, whimpers, as though nature itself were restless for change. For days I have been losing water, like a ship sinking in reverse; I float above the wonders concealed in blue, and amidst the rocking of life’s waves I tear at the planks beneath my feet, hoping to... Read More

Float

October 25th, 2016

We crossed under the gate in the chain-link fence and onto the tarmac, which was dotted with small planes. The day was clear and filled with a low wind, and that spot on the earth was open and so clearly a point of ejection into everything surrounding it. The sky was blank and ended only with my sight. Ours was lone and well-worn, and he circled it with discernment and determined love, fatherly and shrewd. This was the vessel, after all, in which we would be reading the laws of nature and reinterpreting them for ourselves, flight as man’s elasticity clause. I don’t think he had ever even set... Read More

On the Death of a Stranger

September 27th, 2016

A girl I knew in high school posted childhood pictures of the two of them, without caption or commentary, and the grainy stills did not sit well with me. Her intention, it was unspokenly clear, was more than reminiscent. A cursory web search of his name returned first a years-old news story from the town in which we all grew up, detailing his arrest after having fallen through the ventilation system of the administrative building of a local housing development, his afterhours violation neither validated nor explained in its absurdity by the article. The image was so quintessentially Kyle – an... Read More

To My Dearest Boulder, Part II: We Need To Talk

September 13th, 2016

So far in my adult life, I have lived in some of the country’s most expensive places. In Manhattan, where I first went to school, I was on a fairly generous scholarship from the university I attended, and was thusly shielded from many of New York’s financial perils, but they were always in full view beyond my walls. In Honolulu, I broke my body waiting tables, and then eventually donned a tie for the State, moving papers from one side of my desk to the other, a white-shirted picket in the bureaucratic fence. I got by. And now I find myself in Boulder, a city that is certainly by no means cheap.... Read More

August, Die She Must

September 6th, 2016

She stole the very beauty from the earth. He would try to continue to find it, but on the long drive through the canyon that morning, one that he never felt compelled to rush and instead enjoyed reveling in the less-touched pieces of land beyond the city, he could only speed, passing each car and feeling disgusted by the perfect trails of clouds, trails he would often look at as threads of heaven spun over the earth, feeling today that they looked instead like claw marks made by the hand of his own ache, raked across the face of God. The bright plumage of the Aspen forests and the rivers normally... Read More

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