After an over-night on Thursday at my job, I slept a majority of the day on Friday. I got out of bed around 1:00pm, and after checking out Westword's Best of 2015 picks, I decided to hop on the Light Rail and head downtown!
At the Light Rail station, I made a new friend. She was super friendly, and kept following me around, despite the fact that her owner kept calling for her.
I got off the Light Rail at Union Station, downtown. I started my 1.8 mile to Spuntino's, and I got to see a lot of beautiful, and not-so-beautiful sights on the way there.
I love all of the architecture throughout the Denver area. All of the bridges are intricately designed, and the buildings are a mix of modern with the old. After I got off the bridge over the South Platte, I approached a bridge that goes over Highway 25.
The weather was perfect walking weather, and I had a lot of good laughs at all of the craziness going around me. Let's just say there were a lot of drunk people wandering around.
I mostly took this following photograph so that I would remember to come back here to try this ice cream place. It must be popular, because on my way back, there was a long line of people waiting for ice cream.
I finally made it to Spuntino's. It was a delicious Italian restaurant, and it had won "Best Italian Restaurant" in Westword.
I have a slight obsession with taking photographs of cocktails, but here are a few pictures I took while I was still inside Spuntino's.
Spuntino's was a wonderful experience, and I loved every bite (and sip)!
Afterwards, I tried Squeaky Bean, which won Best Cocktail Program in Westword. I tried a few signature cocktails on their menu. I wasn't a fan. I'm sure I would have enjoyed one of my usual cocktails, but I was trying to be adventurous and try their specialties.
I tried to find Cooper's Lounge, which won Best Classic Cocktail Bar, but the address is listed as the same address as Union Station, and I walked around the whole building and didn't find it. However, I got this cool shot of Union Station:
I even wandered over to Union Lodge No. 1, but didn't get any drinks, as it was jam-packed with a bunch of young, drunk people, some of whom I questioned if they were old enough to drink.
I was still exhausted from my over night, so I decided to call the night short and started to head to the nearest Light Rail station. I snapped this photograph on the way there:
I hopped on the Light Rail, amidst a bunch of super drunk people about my age, who were shouting at the top of their lungs the most random things ever. It was slightly amusing, yet mostly annoying.