To-Hell-U-Ride

If you go on Craig's list and try to find a way to get to Telluride, that's what they'll tell you. But honestly, I think the nickname is meant to scare off potential tourists so that the locals can have the place all to themselves.



I've never felt so at home so quickly. People here are just really, really friendly, and they've managed to break through my usual cloak of shyness so that I feel completely comfortable. I live in a very spacious two-bedroom apartment in Mountain Village with the other intern, Lauren, and we can take free transportation (either the gondola, which feels like riding in the Great Glass Elevator, or the bus) down to work or to the main town.



Today, I traveled with two of my co-workers to the Wash and Watch dog boarding place, where we filmed this amazing couple and the 20-odd dogs at their place for a business spot that will be run on the station as soon as I finish editing it. This huge great dane named Spook decided that I was his new best friend, and kept leaning against me and making me trip over the tripod. They raise Bracco Italianos, which are amazingly soft and friendly. I'd get one, only they are so rare they run you 2500 buckaroos. Ouch.

Anyway, other than finding out that the apartment was completely unfurnished, overflowing the dishwasher, and losing power yesterday, I've been having a really amazing time. And I take that back; even the three inches of foamy bubbles on the kitchen floor, driving an hour and a half to get to the nearest Walmart/thrift store, and having everyone crowd into the only office room with windows was fun. I really, really love it here.

I suggest that you all come and visit, ASAP. I can swear that you won't regret it, and you many never want to leave.

Love you all and miss you.

Amanda