Trinidad.... The City that Sleeps

Sleepy little Trinidad.
We ventured over for a night to make our morning drive home a bit easier. Found a cute BnB, made our reservations, and had a plan. Little did we know Trinidad closes up quite early or better yet, never even opens on Sundays.  We drove around looking for a place to grab some lunch that had a TV with the Broncos game playing. Two choices in town... a bar and a pizza joint. Luckily the pizza joint had a TV and they were Broncos fans and the food was wonderful! A meal and the game. I won't mention how badly our team played.

 We wandered over to the Tarabino BnB  to get settled in. We were the only guest in the whole house.  We finished the game, played some cribbage, still not so hungry for dinner, so we went for a stroll in the neighborhood. The views from atop the hill were lovely. This little town has brick streets in most parts. A bit of character, I'd say.

So it was a good thing our hostess of the mostess offered us oatmeal cookies. Turns out, that was our dinner. We weren't hungry until about 8 o'clock that night and wouldn't you know it, the town was done for the day. I guess we could have wandered over to Mickie D's for dinner, but NOT. So a night in was on order. A big ol' house with just us two.