Mini Adventure: Denver Union Station
I am not kidding when I tell you that my husband had to come home from work to help me get these two ready before this adventure yesterday. Thank heavens for him!
We were all out of the house by 10 am and on our way downtown to see the new Denver Union Station! I have been wanting to see this beauty since the ribbon cutting ceremony, but when it came down to setting out to go, I always talked myself out of it. "Oh, the parking." "Can't really do the Light Rail with the stroller on my own yet, I don't think." "I'm driving 20 minutes to get coffee?" Well, little voices be damned, I went for it!
I MISS downtown so much and it was the perfect, brisk fall day, cool enough for baby tights, to set out with my girls!
I found metered parking just a block away and whenever that happens, I call it a blessing and a good omen that I was supposed to be there that day. Everything went rather swimmingly. In fact, the baby slept the entire duration of our trip. Remy was let loose from the stroller and therefore free to roam about the terminal and common areas, making friends and greeting Amtrak passengers, collecting admirers all morning as momma snapped a few pics. She was the hit of the place!
This place, by the way, is STUNNING! I can not wait to go back with husband for an adults-only dinner at Stoic & Genuine or The Kitchen Next Door, or maybe even a glass of wine at the bar. There's even a Snooze AM Eatery, Tattered Cover, and Bloom and 5 Green boxes boutiques. We mainly stuck to the main terminal area as the main draw for us there was a cup of Novo coffee from Pigtrain Coffee Co.- mmmmm...delish! Then, we discovered an ice cream joint adjacent to the coffee shop and we just HAD to take a peek, er, lick! Milkbox Ice Creamery is its name, and Little Man ice cream is its game! We tasted the Orange Creamsicle and the Balsamic Strawberry- with sprinkles of course! Remy surprisingly has NOT been much for ice cream or froyo as of yet, I know, whose daughter is this, but she did have a few bites of this goodness. I think she was more enamored with the giant glass jar of sprinkles than anything else.
At Union Station you can expect to see travelers sitting side by side with writers like dear Andy, who occupied Miss Remy with markers and post it notes while I breastfed the baby. You will see and meet friendly faces in all the shops and restaurants, as I encountered, and maybe even a stranger named John who was so smitten with Remy. With John, we chatted about local newspapers and griped about waiting an hour and a half for breakfast, he gave me a good tip on a greasy spoon that I can't wait to try, and with Andy, I learned she was actually in the process of writing a chapter on women supporting each other as mothers; she had a seven year old daughter of her own. If Union Station was once a hub for travelers and minglers and a junction for exploration and adventure, then the architects and real estate developers, and all parties involved in this redevelopment, can give themselves a big pat on the back for achieving this air and breathing new life into the historic, Denver icon all these years later.
Between gasping at the mid-century furniture and admiring the gorgeous wooden shuffle boards, and gawking at all of the unique lamps and pendant lighting, crown molding, yummy rugs and compilation of seating areas, I managed to snap a few pics of Remy running the joint. This is really a place to go and spend some time, like a couple hours. Turns out, many locals do! The common area was bustling with entrepreneurs working remotely; tapping away on their keyboards, having business meetings and taking calls and jotting down notes. If I had a sitter and deadline, this is where you might find me too.
I am so glad the three of us made this excursion together. It will be interesting to see the future of Denver Union Station in 3, 5 and 10 years time, as it will be to see the growth and changes in my girls too.