Telluride

As we drove into the mountains, I knew what to expect. I'd seen pictures over and over again. It was a beautiful place! Up and up we headed, and the mountains kept coming! But when I saw the waterfall, I just knew...there it was, Bridal Veil Falls...We were finally here!



It's been many years since we have been to a Phish festival, and even though this wasn't exactly an official festival, it certainly felt like one! There was an incredible vibe in the town. Everyone felt lucky to be there! As did we! You could tell it was going to be a great weekend!



The first night threw us for a curveball, though. In all of my planning, never did I imagine that Patrick, of all people, would suffer from altitude sickness! The poor little thing. He certainly wasn't feeling well, and we always said that we'd do what we had to do at Phish to make him comfortable. Being at the show was not there...so we headed back to our tent after the first set to cuddle in and listen from there.



Luckily the second night, he was a bit better. Tylenol seemed to help. So did a familiar playmate, our friend Jude from Vermont! We walked out of that show feeling very much complete after a disaster of a first night!



Telluride was amazing! Everyone was there for the shows, as was quite evident. We'd all travelled so far to be there...we were all together in one place. Special is truly an understatement!