Tough Times in Denver
Colorado started well. We woke up in Colby, KS ready to get to Denver, visit Novo, and hopefully make it to Utah by the end of the day, with the intention of camping on the other side of the border.
Well that didn’t happen. When we were about 15 miles outside of town, traffic stopped. It seems that, about an hour and a mile down the road later, there was a three car + motorcycle pileup that closed I-70. So we were forced to take surface streets through suburban Denver to get downtown where Novo resides. Frustration upon frustration later, angered and abused, we fled the city, vowing to never return.
Novo, however, had nothing to do with our frustrations. They were wonderful. Good coffee and good baristas helped make us a tad bit happier. We started at their kiosk in the Denver Art Museum, a small establishment whose main effort seems to be to caffeinate tourists before looking at art. We both were very eager for caffeine ourselves, and gulped down a couple of macchiattos before heading out again, across the way to Novo part two.
We don’t have photographic evidence of this, but these two locations are literally across the street from each other. It’s like a Starbucks with good coffee.
The other, larger Novo sported a large range of coffees, including a few we had had before at Grumpy. Neil chose to have a Bambito Single Origin Espresso, which was very tasty, and Anne had an iced vanilla latte. The baristas in both places were very knowledgeable, and we left with a good impression of the place.
We left Denver, dodging over-sized suv’s until dark, when we decided to stay in a hotel (since we couldn’t make it to a camp-site before dark) in Grand Junction, CO after having a good dinner in town.