After two years in our new home, I have to admit that we haven't explored the area very much at all. Last week we took the opportunity to spend the Fourth of July in the neighboring Georgetown, CO. It's a tiny town with no stop lights and barely-paved streets. Many of the original buildings are still there, like the school built in the late 1800's and the church seen above.
We walked through main street where I was able to browse some of the antique stores. The street was blocked off and everyone roamed free - girls with giant hula hoops and every dog in a ten mile radius - and a live band played old country songs including one by Johnny Cash that my mom used to sing to me as a baby...
"Down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana, in them old cotton fields back home..."
The boys dancing in the street~
Georgetown has an amazing park at the center of town. It's like the home from Swiss Family Robinson, complete with gazebo, fountain, picnic tables, sand pit and plenty of space to run around.
Naturally, the sky clouded over late in the afternoon and we were hit first with a thunderstorm, then hail.
Where else would one have to dress like this on the Fourth of July?
After sitting in our car for about an hour, the sky cleared just in time for fireworks.
A short day trip like this cost us next to nothing (we packed sandwiches, drinks and snacks) yet we felt as if we took a nice, albeit short, vacation.
1 comments:
Cool Church. I love things like this too. It always amazes me everytime I come across a little known treasure in my home town. We just moved back after being away for a while and having a child has changed my whole perspective of the area -- even a long bike ride (with packed lunches) can make for a great afternoon.
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