Day 1, July 9
Not much to report from the first day since our flight left Atlanta at 9:30 last night and we got in bed at 1:00 a.m. Denver time which was 3:00 our bodies' time. The most eventful happening occurred on MARTA on the way to the airport when we met a guy who told us he has been raised from the dead three times and now he travels around resurrecting dead people. It looks like north is the winning direction so higher altitudes are expected. Denver is already pretty up there though - I just finished running three miles and three miles at this altitude isn't the same as three miles in Atlanta. That's it for now. The picture is of Pee Wee on MARTA with his customary zebra suitcase, which by the way matches the hat of the resurrector we met on the train.