Wow, 70 days on the road.
After breakfast and blogging, George asked if I had found my keys yet.
"No," I said. "After I get done writing I will probably have to find a Chrysler dealer and ask for help."
After I was done writing I started gathering stuff up. Camera, purse, books to give away, letters to mail, laundry to wash. While I was doing that, George went out and moved the trikes from the back hard to the driveway. Fortunately I had a tube of sun guard on the bikes. The other tube was in the car. We couldn't get in the car...
Then my phone rang. It was a gal from Banjo Billy's Bus Tours. I had called them last night and left a message. Good news, they have my keys! I can meet the bus the same stop by the Boulderado Hotel at 11 a.m. After I hung up I jumped up and down and cheered. You'd think George would have figured out what the call was about, but he didn't know so I told them the keys were found and we can bike to get them now.
So off we went. As we were waiting at a stop light I saw a woman lean over the guy driving this truck and take our picture. Look at the huge camper space for this semi.
The time came quickly for us to go back and meet up with the bus.
The bus was there already.
As I introduced myself to the driver and explained that I had left my keys on the bus and that the office had called me to tell me they were found and in the box on the bus.
I was expecting him to grab them right away and hand them over to me. But he began to look a bit panic-stricken.
"I just got back from vacation last night, I don't know anything about any keys," he said.
I said the gal at the office said... "Who did you speak with," he asked.
Dang, I didn't get a name. I told him it was a young bubbly woman.
He tried to help me out. He looked around. He called the office and texted the guide we had on the bus last night.
But it was soon time for him and his guide to start their show. The bus was filling up with tourists.
He said, "Come back in 1 1/2 hours and we will search more."
Oh man! I was so hoping to be celebrating right now.
George and I walked back down to Pearl Street. I took his hand and told him this was a good excuse to go out to eat for lunch. We went in search of lunch.
Lunch was good, egg noodles and veggies with ginger sauce for only $12 including a rice cake for desert to share.
I was pleased. While we sat, I opened my ipad and researched how to change the battery in a Chrysler 2011 mini-van key fob. Simple. I wrote down the kind of battery I needed and researched where there was a Batteries Plus in town. I found one on the google map and I felt relieved that if they didn't find my keys at least I could go there and repair the fob I had given George that was out of power.
After lunch we watched performers and the crowd for a bit.
The video below is very short.
Now to celebrate finding the keys and our 70th day with our favorite treat... Ice Cream. I had found an ice cream shop with Google maps. This one makes it's own. So we biked up Folsom to Valmont.
On our way we passed a neighborhood that looked a LOT like co-housing! I know there is co-housing in Boulder. I remember hearing about it when we were trying to organize co-housing in Wisconsin, years ago.
So I made a u-turn and we rode through the community.
Then we continued to bike for a while exploring.
We rode through a very large prairie-dog town right by the trail.
I think it was the Goose Creek Trail. At NCAR we learned that a lot of the bike underpasses serve a double duty. They help prevent flooding by allowing a larger flow of water. Hence all the creek trails.
On a residential street in East Boulder we saw this huge... thing in the fir tree.
WHAT IS THIS???
I deposited our read and discarded books in a free library.
Back at home George sat on the floor watching "BONES" on his ipad. He likes that show and with Netflix there are no commercials.
I heated up left overs for dinner. We sat on the bench outside our door and ate with plates in our laps. The owners two dogs came and watched closely and let me pet them.
Tomorrow we pack up, clean up, and in the afternoon we will officially have our first house-sitting and cat sitting gig. I hope we do well.
Last night while looking at the house sitting gigs I saw a lovely Siamese that needed sitting and on a whim I responded. I told her we would be finishing our cat sit in Colorado on the 23rd and then could fly to her. She is leaving on the 25th! I even told her that George has beginning Alzheimers and we are traveling.
This morning I got an email back. She is holding the position for me while I figure out flights and decide do we really want to do it.
"Where is it?" you ask.
Some remote village about 15 miles from Liverpool, England. We have never traveled overseas together. George saw places when he was in the US Navy way back when he was 18-21.
I will have to check if we have our passports packed... Anyone out there a cheap tour director that could book us cheap flights????