As soon as I heard the name of this place I knew I wanted to go. Whenever I hear of a place with a fun or unusual name (California is full of them: Paradise, Cool, Likely, Bummerville) – I wonder why we don’t name everything in such a fun way. Garden of the Gods sounds like it should have its own movie trailer, preferably something starring Vin Diesel.*
Anyway, this place lived up to its name. The red-orange rocks with the mountain backdrop satisfied two cravings I’ve felt recently: the need for desert and the need for forest. I kept running around going, “THIS IS NATURE!” while my less-impressed companion humored me, for the most part, and groups of tourists made weird poses in front of that balancing rock.
Colorado Springs in general was kind of strange – more on that later – but the Garden of the Gods and landscape as a whole were so beautiful and such a nice escape from the insane hustle I’ve been feeling in New York City lately.
*The phrase “preferably something starring Vin Diesel” can be added to the end of almost any sentence about movies, I think.