This is the continuation of How I Became A Nomad: Part 3. Make sure to read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 first.

The trip to Denver was pretty uneventful. I left Lubbock mid afternoon so I arrived in Denver in the middle of the night. I only stopped to eat and get gas.

I was completely unfamiliar with Denver. I had no idea where anything was and what parts of town were safe. But that did not concern me too much. I exited the highway and kept driving till I found a neighborhood apartment complex. I have no idea where I was even today. I drove to the back of the complex and found a dark parking spot and parked.

I had a window shade that you put in your front window to keep the sun out, so I put that up to make it harder to see in my Jeep. The rest of the windows were tinted very dark so no one could see in through those with out trying to look in. I laid out my sleeping bag and pillow with the back seat folded down and went to sleep for the night.

I was in my new home, Colorado. I had made it. It had not even been a week since the idea to move came to me.

I had a few hundred dollars in my bank account, but that would not last long if I didn’t find a job. Finding a job was my first order of business. I didn’t want running out of money to defeat my new adventure. I dreaded the idea of having to call my parents to ask for money because things didn’t work out. I could not let that happen.

I woke up Thursday morning at 9. Sleeping in the car wasn’t the most comfortable place, but I felt rested enough. Since I had to find a job I went straight to a convenience store to buy a local paper and get something to eat. Looking in the job section of the newspaper was a little overwhelming for me. Everything I came across I was either under qualified or would not want to do.

So I thought I would just drive around and find places to apply at. I jumped back on the highway, having no idea where I was going, and headed North. I saw a sign that said Boulder. I knew Boulder was a college town, but didn’t know much else about it. I decided I would check it out.

When I got to Boulder I immediately loved it. I drove around for a while just checking everything out. I ended up on a street named Arapahoe Avenue. It had strip centers on both sides of the street. It made sense to start at one end of the strip center and work my way down applying at every store. So I did just that.

On my job hunt I came to a store called EMS or Eastern Mountain Sports. I loved mountain sports and was very excited about the possibility of working there. In Lubbock I had gotten into rock climbing at the rec center at Texas Tech, so I thought I would see if they had any places to climb in Boulder.

I found someone that worked at EMS. It was a girl named Julie. I asked her if she knew of any rock climbing walls in town. I felt very stupid when she answered by saying, “Yes, but most people climb outside.”

Of course they do!

We continued to talk and I told her that I had just moved to Colorado from Texas. She said she went to school in Texas and was very excited that we had met. She told me that her and some friends were having a going away party for someone that night and asked if I would like to come.

Are you kidding? Someone wants be my friend already? I just moved here!

I told her that would be great. I gave her my phone number and she gave me hers. I was so excited. I was about to meet new people and hopefully make some new friends. I was so excited that I could not fill out any more applications for jobs, so I called it a day, even though it wasn’t even noon yet. I found a coffee shop and stayed there mostly for the rest of the day. I was really hoping that she would call.

A 6 o’clock I got a call. It was her! Well it was her phone number but it was one of her friends, another girl named April. April introduced herself and told me they were meeting at 8 at a bar. She told me how to get there and said she was excited to meet me.

This was great! Making friends here took no effort at all. And from what I could tell both Julie and April were really cool people.

Now I just had to waist time until 8.

To be continued… Read Part 5


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  3. How I Became A Nomad : Part 1
  4. How I Became A Nomad : Part 2