Gambo-Land

The weather cleared before we reached Denver but the outbound traffic didn't. We worried that once we hit Denver and turned north on 25 we would join the holiday escapees in a grid lock jam. And for a few miles we did. Then just when the road signs flashed a warning of heavy holiday traffic ahead, it cleared. A call to Gambo's LA cell phone got us directions to his new Ft. Collins home. It's a beauty. The total surburban American dream come true. 3 car garage, 5 bedrooms, vaulted entry way.

And Old Town Ft. Collins is really charming. It has everything you could want and none of it national-chain-storified. Picture a genuine old town that Old Town Pasadena might have been modeled on and you've got it. There's a college in town so it's a bit hip but totally family centered and the older generation gathers in the the town center courtyard for concerts etc. too. We took the Gambo family out to dinner at a brew-pub facing the concert area. I had a Highlander's Pie. A tasty mix of Lamb Pot Pie and Shepherd's Pie. We're really glad we got to be Gambo and Gurl's first visitors.