Showing posts with label Capitol Hill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Capitol Hill. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Mile High Capitol Adventure

Folks nicknamed Denver the “Mile High City” due to it’s altitude above sea level.

The portion of Denver that is factually a Mile High may be limited to skyscrapers and clocktowers, but there is an absolute and accurate measure: the State Capitol Building.

My buddy David and I resolved to take a hike to the top.

On the way in, we horsed around in the vast fountains on the mall. David lifted up his shirt to show me his belly and said he needed a new pic for “Hot or Not,” the photo rating site that was popular during the first dot com rush.


I was obliged to pose with one of the Capitol’s stately cannons between my legs. This photo op was so popular we had to wait in line behind a trio of teenagers for our turn.


On our way inside the building, David observed that it was 420 and made the appropriate devotion.

It should be indicated that he was not paranoid about this at all! Nor did it in any way influence the security guards to double check the inside of my backpack!

We stumbled upon a docent led tour and merged.

We learned that all the wood, brass materials, granite and marble in the Capitol had been sourced from inside the state. This was so important to the builders that gifts of more valuable materials were turned away.

Also noted: Wyoming was the first state to give women the right to vote based only on a technicality. Colorado proposed and passed the legislation first, but Wyoming had their election sooner.

Something I didn’t expect to be introduced to was a series of portraits commemorating the states race variety!

From the capitols establishment during the industrial revolution, Denver paid lip service to the idea of racial unity signified by newly freed slaves, westward and northward migrants, railroad workers of Asian descent, and the still very robust native population building the state together. In context, it's an uneasy collection.


Whereas once one climbed a long rickety spiral of stairs to ascend the Capitol dome, our way was smoothed by a short elevator trip and a pause at a new, dense museum.

The highlight of this was playing Godzilla with a miniature version of the Capitol.


Inside the dome there are attractions upwards, downwards, and outwards.

City Fathers are remembered with stained glass portraits lining a columnar molding above.


In the center of the dome is the dramatic rotunda - not for those with with a fear of heights.


Outside, in every railing, are brass pointers indicating the direction and the highest mountaintops in view.


While some of the northern peaks are now obscured, I found the pointers reassuring.

Early on, the states’ natural beauty was determined to be more worthy of these plaques that what battle happened where or what business was established in what location.

Friday, April 08, 2011

Nightlife Adventures in Denver, Colorado

When I fly into Denver, I usually stay with my Mom just north of here. So staying with a friend in town for a few days and nights is an adult treat.

My pal David is typical of Californians emigrating to Colorado. He used to have a high-powered career and an overpriced home. He now has greater disposable income relative to necessities and a more conservative outlook on healthy living.

David lives in Capitol Hill, walking distance from dozens of brew houses, restaurants, and alternative businesses. He lives with his 15-years-young Pomeranian, Teddy and cultivates a contrarian sense of humor.

Because Teddy is mostly bald, people ask what breed he is when one walks him. David says his breed is “old.”

His computer is programmed to play a riff from “Master of Puppets,” Metallica’s famous drug-addiction song, whenever one of his friends logs onto Facebook.

The vibe in this part of downtown Denver skews younger and more transient than other U.S. cities. There is no rent control. The market is filled with attractive affordable sale apartments. There are lots of alternative businesses.




It is more diverse than the rest of Colorado, where the dominant Mexican-American and Euro-mutt contingents saturate a landscape covered with churches and schools. There are tons of black folks and gays and a small international crowd.

Many of the nightspots in Denver give casual nods to the its Wild West roots. It is not unusual to see cowboys or wagon wheels or beer barrels. Instead of a disco ball, Charlie’s has a pair of mirror paneled shit-kickers hanging over the dance floor.