A Weekend of "Horror" in Denver...

Jon had to be up in Denver, meeting with the legislature, so I tagged along to plop down in coffee shops during the day and get some work done while he had his meetings. Then come the weekend, before we headed home, we took a few days of R and R and stayed at the Curtis, a Retro Hotel with theme on every floor. We stayed on the 13th floor, the elevator announcing "Here's Johnny!" as the door opened to a lovely blown up illustration of Jack Nicholson coming through the door with the hachet- but I digress....

The view from our room was very "voyeuristic" and I enjoyed keeping an eye on this lovely circa turn of the 20th century apartment building that with further studied revealed wonderful details like the "Romanesque" arches with the trade off of white and red bricks....

And on the very top a "penthouse?" or ""commons room" surrounded by gargoyles. They don't make them like this anymore do they, sadly!
For our whole stay, I kept an eye on the windows, which appeared to be framing the front living rooms, some with the shades pulled down, some dark, but some illuminated and revealing just the edge of a couch, or a painting on the wall, or the view blocked by flowers in a window box.
While I watched in the morning, as the city came awake, a shade went up and a blond haired lady replaced the pillows on the window seat and then disappeared. From below, many residence came out  of the double wide doors, bracing for the cold and headed to work or to walk their dogs. I watched as the street came alive with pedestrians, in long wool coats, scarves and messenger bags and I wondered where they were going, to what ugly high rise, which surrounded the red and white brick apartment on all sides, swallowing it?
Soon, even the blond haired lady exited the front door and headed down the street, but my attention was taken back to the door, where several ladies were returning with their dogs and as eached stopped at a keyed entry box,  my intentions to go down and try to peek in the lobby were dashed. Voyeurism was bad enough without adding stacking to get in behind someone who knew the  code to unlock the door.
But the view was so Rear Window- ish....

Hitchcock knew how to make a suspenseful movie!
We did go see a couple of movies while we were there. There is a huge United Artist 16 right down on the 16th street mall. I yielded to Jon's choice of The Women in Black ...

I think it was a good movie, for a "Horror" movie, but Ionly say the corner of it, or studied the lighting strips at my feet for 95% of it. It sounded scary...

To make up for it, the next night we went to a true chick flick....

Cute movie and inspire by a true story!