I have been questioned as to how long I could possibly continue to blog on the subject “the best of living history.” These questioners are fools. All of them. If you want proof, just check out this, proof that
a) I am not alone and
b) there are crap-loads of these things.
That said, onto number two
That’s right – that Colorado city you all associate with foul mouthed eight year olds is, in fact, a living history site. In fact, on the day I visited there was also a crafts fair, and a woman who was ‘heavily into beading but not really stones’ who told us about the most spiritual rocks in the State. Word to the wise – just walk through the gate, by the time they realize you don’t have a ticket, you’ll have already seen the saloon and the dentists office – and, in a recreated wild west town / hippy crafts fair, that’s really all that needs to be seen.