On the road again: Denvention, day 1 - the rest of the day

Ah, the optimism of my morning post. Our delay became shorter only for a brief time, because somehow American and the crew for our flight failed to connect, so a plane's worth of people stood around and waited for the crew to show up from the Raleigh hotel where they were staying. That wait made us an extra hour late, so we landed shortly after our flight to Denver took off. It was a lovely morning.

Fortunately, I'm both lifetime platinum with American and a member of the Admiral's Club, so I got the benefit of a very competent woman who worked for the better part of an hour finding ways to get us to Denver. She ultimately managed to get us on the next flight, which was as good an answer as we could have hoped for. Of course, waiting there ate work time, so I'm just now winding down, and I am bushed.

The rest of the trip was blissfully uneventful, though I do hate the fact that it takes almost as long to taxi to the terminal in Denver and to get from the terminal to your baggage as in Dallas or Chicago.

Quite a few foodie sources we checked declared Denver a culinary wasteland, but we found some advocates and some promising places. Tonight, we ate dinner at one of them, Restaurant Kevin Taylor, and I'm sorry to report that neither the meal nor the service lived up to the price we paid. The venison was the star of the seven-course, assemble-it-yourself tasting menu, and the floor captain was a welcome bundle of overly nice energy, but overall the experience was not up to similarly priced competition nationally.

Still, it's hard to complain about your life when you're staying in a nice hotel, ate a glutton's meal of way better than average service, and have jobs that let you work indoors. I like to keep that perspective in mind.