Whenever I see Denver, I think of Denber – I loved Money Heist so you’ll know why it’s always Denber. I left you falling asleep and waiting for Bert. I must say I had a weird night – I know I did sleep because of the crazy dreams, but I also know I lay awake thinking of random stuff too.
At 7am I decided to call it a day on lying in bed and planning another holiday in November to Tunisia with a girlfriend, so went to find the swimming pool. Luckily it was empty and a little larger than a handkerchief. So I could do five breaststrokes end-to-end. Rather than count “lengths” I decided to swim for 20 minutes. I realise I am not great at massive repetitiveness which is probably why my gym memberships only ever lasted a month. Variety is the spice of life.
The shower was sadly lacking – one of those that you could have on full but only scorching hot, or just a dribble but cold. Anyway, it sufficed and I got back to the room as Bert was waking up. We identified a diner for breakfast – I fancied “Snooze” but it was at the Union Station which is where our food tour will finish later today – so rather than spoil the ending, Bert found us Sam’s No 3. I girded myself for the first sugar onslaught.
Bert suggested the chicken and waffle – for sharing as I saw enormous plates of mainly carbs and more carbs pass by. There were loads of things to add so I took a photo….
We split the waffle and I poured maple syrup everywhere. Was so great to be with Bert.
We are off to the food tour soon. I’ll be back later…
Snoo's kitchen 
Think of the waistline! I remember those enormous meals in the USA!! 🇺🇸
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