A Trip to Colorado

A couple weeks ago, we jumped a plane and flew out to visit Mark's brother in New Mexico. We spent one night of the trip in Durango, Colorado, where I drank a few too many mojitios. But that's another story for another day. Even though it wasn't exactly cold, the fresh mountain air did us some good (or some bad, if you factor in how the altitude makes it that much harder to breathe/consume alcohol). Nothing that a McDonald's hamburger around noon the next day couldn't fix!