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Warning: May contain nuts
So, today (the 19th) was my 17th birthday.
My family decided to go up to Estes Park (a small tourist town about an hour away from where we live, it's where the Stanley Hotel from The Shining is), which may have just been a coincidence, but I tagged along with them because I haven't been out of the house a lot this summer and it usually is pretty fun walking around downtown, looking in shops and laughing at idiots who think the elk are tame and safe to pet.
This was a HUGE MISTAKE since they meant they were going to the top of a mountain and I have intense acrophobia. It was probably the most horrifying road I have ever been on, since it mostly consisted of sharp turns on the edge of cliffs that I couldn't bear to look over, but were definitely several hundred feet high. Also, the driver kept being a jerk by shaking the car. I will probably be scarred for the rest of my life.
We visited a pretty cool rock store after getting back down, though, and I got a nice geode for my small collection. My mom's boyfriend got me some geode bookends, and the shop owner even gave me some rose quartz.
This was also the first birthday in recent memory in which I got cake, mostly because I don't typically demand cake for my birthday. I got a carrot cake, because in the past few years I have come to realize that carrot cake is much more delicious than carrots. Tomorrow my mom and I will (hopefully) go get a 3DS, and my grandparents will get me something too, possibly a new computer. Overall, I feel spoiled rotten, but it does help to make up for the mountain adventure.
My family decided to go up to Estes Park (a small tourist town about an hour away from where we live, it's where the Stanley Hotel from The Shining is), which may have just been a coincidence, but I tagged along with them because I haven't been out of the house a lot this summer and it usually is pretty fun walking around downtown, looking in shops and laughing at idiots who think the elk are tame and safe to pet.
This was a HUGE MISTAKE since they meant they were going to the top of a mountain and I have intense acrophobia. It was probably the most horrifying road I have ever been on, since it mostly consisted of sharp turns on the edge of cliffs that I couldn't bear to look over, but were definitely several hundred feet high. Also, the driver kept being a jerk by shaking the car. I will probably be scarred for the rest of my life.
We visited a pretty cool rock store after getting back down, though, and I got a nice geode for my small collection. My mom's boyfriend got me some geode bookends, and the shop owner even gave me some rose quartz.
This was also the first birthday in recent memory in which I got cake, mostly because I don't typically demand cake for my birthday. I got a carrot cake, because in the past few years I have come to realize that carrot cake is much more delicious than carrots. Tomorrow my mom and I will (hopefully) go get a 3DS, and my grandparents will get me something too, possibly a new computer. Overall, I feel spoiled rotten, but it does help to make up for the mountain adventure.
