The first order of business on Saturday was another trip to our now second favourite supermarket King Sooper, to pick up a few little necessaries and check with the pharmacy that valium and gastroenteritis medicine can be taken together for the journey home. They can, which was a big relief to both of us, as I don’t think Stephanie wanted to have the circulation cut off in her hand for the whole 9 hour journey.

It had turned out to be yet another beautiful day – in fact I don’t think there had been any other kind of day since we had arrived. Having already seen the centre of Denver, and done the major sights a week ago, we decided to go somewhere new, somewhere we don’t have in England. Our trip out for the afternoon was to Sheplers Western Store. Fine apparel for the country gentlemen and gentlewoman (I made that up, it’s cowboy and cowgirl clothes).

It was a huge store, with a vast array of the type of colourfully decorated clothes we used to see at line dances.  There were hundreds of pairs of incredibly decorated boots,  stetsons and most unusually for us, purses (handbags) with labels which pointed out the special “concealed carry” pockets for hiding your gun.

After much deliberation I bought the most amazingly bling steel tipped black belt and a fabulous black shirt with colourful embroidery across the shoulders and down the back.   As Stephanie pointed out, I now just need the boots to go with them…

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OK. Not breakfast exactly. Nor any meal to be honest. But we did go to Tiffany’s (briefly) with Susie chatting up the “minder” by the door.

After we’d checked into the hotel in Denver, we decided to go for a shopping experience and the Cherry Creek Shopping Center wasn’t very far away. Plenty of parking and what’s more, it was free (parked at the Oracle anyone?).

We had a wander round and had a brief look at clothes in Macy’s (just like Debenhams as far as I can see) but really, it was a ubiquitous, anonymous shopping centre which could have been anywhere in the world.

We did have a look round Tiffany’s. I think Susie wanted to be able to tell her mother that she’d been in the store. Obviously, the first thing we noticed was a complete lack of pricing. Oh well! Perhaps another day.

We also called into a shop called “Buckle” as Susie thought they might sell belt buckles. But no, it was your usual jeans boutique.

Quite unusually for a holiday, I haven’t bought myself any earrings – or a scarf. Just a pair of golf shoes and a golfing belt. Still, there’s still half a day and a lot of waiting around at the airport to go yet.

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This post is slightly out of sync.  I started it a few days ago and it’s sat in “draft” until now due to events somewhat overtaking it.  It refers to events on Sunday.

Well, we managed a trip out to the golf shop as I was feeling a little better. Unlike the shops in the vicinity of Reading, this one actually has a section for women’s clothes – and they go up to “cuddly” sizes.

Susie was in her element and pretty much every part of the store was investigated. There was a huge range of just about everything. We spotted some very funky women’s clubs and had a go with them on the computerised range.

There was a (for Susie) marathon trying on session and she ended up with a pair of trousers (in the sale: only about £15), 3 tops, 2 belts and a pair of golf shoes. I managed to find a pair of shoes which seemed comfy and I also bought a reversible belt which has a magnetic ball marker as part of the belt buckle.

Luckily for us, there was a special deal on and we saved quite a lot on our little haul. Although, there is always the sales tax on top. Unlike the UK, the prices shown are net of tax and you need to remember they’ll end up 15% higher than you first think you’re going to be paying.

By the time we left Golfsmith, the sky had really clouded over and we both thought we’d like something to eat.  I didn’t want too much and after some deliberation decided to go to AppleBee’s which was next door to the golf shop.  We both had the lunch combo: Susie the “mac ‘n cheese” plus a club sandwich and I had a turkey, bacon and avocado sandwich with a small portion of French Onion soup.  It was lovely but I couldn’t manage it all.

While we were having lunch, the heavens opened.  Honestly, I expected to see some felines and canines all over the road.  There was thunder and lightening and a jet black sky.  In the distance, on the horizon we could see a rainbow.  Weirdly, it was the top arc of the rainbow, almost as if we were level with it!

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It’s extremely difficult to buy ladies golf clothes in England which are larger than a size 12, and if you want something which looks good, then really there’s pretty much no chance.

Very kindly, Linda had contacted a couple of the local golf shops on our behalf to ask if they stocked ladies golf clothes in the bigger sizes we need.  The nearest one to us, “Golfsmith”, is only a couple of miles down the road.  And what a selection!  The ladies section was almost as big as the Men’s department (unlike the big Discount Golf chain in England where they don’t even stock women’s clothes at all!).

I was amazed at the selection,  from multi-coloured balls, a huge rack of different ladies gloves and some very nice tops and trousers, and the sort of belts that we see on the LPGA tour, but never, ever in the shops here. I also particularly enjoyed the large rack of novelty headcovers.  Not my thing. But fun 🙂

I resisted the urge to buy up the shop (on the first visit at least!), but if all the golf shops in Colorado are like this I might need to buy the extra suitcase that we have in our luggage allowance!

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