first time i arrived in denver, i thought 'oh no'. maybe it was because i took the train straight into the ugly part of town.
but going back eight years after that first time, i realize how much i miss el viejo oeste. federal boulevard is a funny place lined with hand-painted signs, a roller coaster of bad pavement (think: vandervoort avenue), and used car parking lots framed by sparkling garland.
i didn't see much of denver in the last few days, but this sign reminds me of everything special about it.
