High altitude can do strange things to the body. The lack of oxygen can cause shortness of breath (check,) headaches, digestive issues (check,) fatigue, dizziness, and…hot flashes? (check.) Okay, so I can’t find proof that high altitude causes hot flashes, but I also can’t find any other reason that I experienced them on this trip! It happened a few times Wednesday night and Thursday, which would have been when my body was trying to acclimate (plus, we drove even higher Thursday.) At first I thought the hotel room was too hot, the heat in the car was turned up too high, etc. When I noticed that Andrew and Jenny both were still wearing their jackets, I realized: I was having hot flashes. Hah!
Has anyone else experienced this? Are high altitude hot flashes a thing?
Saturday morning we ate brunch at Beatrice and Woodsley–a fairy tale-esce restaurant in downtown Denver. I ordered the “Eggs Johnny Fever–Pan fried goetta on toasted onion bread with sunny eggs, mustard hollandaise, and roasted cauliflower.” Yum.
It was a sunny, 50-something degree day, so after brunch we met our friend Ashley at Washington (“Wash”) Park, walked around the lake, and chatted for a while.
Then we continued chatting over ice cream at Sweet Action. They serve a few dairy-free flavors, so Andrew was able to have some as well. It was apparently the best DF ice cream he’s ever had!
After saying goodbye to Ashley, we decided to get a late lunch (the theme of the day was “keep eating” ;-)) at Sputnik–a quirky, hipster, hole-in-wall restaurant with great tacos and waitresses that say, “What do you want?” when taking your order. At least ours did. We filled up on tacos and drove west towards the mountains to continue enjoying the weather and the scenery.
Finally, on the way home we stopped at a point of geological interest:
It was a whirlwind trip, but we managed to pack in lots of great food, outdoor adventures, and time with family and friends.
Until next time, Colorado!