Had some bidness in Denver yesterday so took the family along to see some sites. Hadn't been downtown in years. Hit the Aquarium, Spaghetti Factory, and Cheesecake Factory. Great time.
After this the kids, ages 11 & 12, wanted to shop and see Larimer Square and 16th St. It was around 3pm. Shouldn't have done it.
Kids were walking maybe 10 feet in front of us and 3 TIMES some pukes from "Planned Parenthood" approached my kids and started talking to them!!! WTF? They didn't want to talk to the adults- they were talking to my kids. What the hell does Planned Parenthood have to discuss with kids? Bunch of Coss Dunts. First time I was shocked and just pulled the kids away, talked to them about what PP is and what they do. By the 3rd time I was getting pissed. Finally my kids just told them to leave them alone. That was cool.
Then were got approached twice by Greenpeace. Loved the guy shouting at me, asking me if I was interested in "saving his world, not mine". Wow. Why didn't he want to save both our worlds?
Then the street hawker selling cologne. He approached me and tried selling me something out of his backpack. I told him "no". He then asked me what cologne I use. I told him "none". He then sprayed me with whatever he had in his hand and told me I should be using cologne because I needed it. Nice. Insulted and sprayed with whatever just because.
Then the ultimate. The trannies. Two different places, broad daylight, in all there splendor and glory. Guess I'm just not used to seeing that stuff. Both were Latino, pretty unattractive, and seemed proud. High heels, makeup, jewelry, Spandex, and vocal. One had a goatee. Amazing. Kids had never seen that before. They spotted them before I did. They were just blown away by that.
Think it will be a few more years til I go back to Denver. Just don't know how city dwellers do it. I was only downtown 4-5 hrs but all that cement, enclosed space, and lack of green freaked me out. Got home and had to get outside, see some sky, and open spaces. T. Jefferson was right, cities suck.