Denver

Yes, mom did leave me again - though it's not as bad as other summers, when she usually goes to Greece for weeks at a time so I shouldn't really be complaining.  Besides, this time I was in very good hands with Kiril keeping me company.  And cleaning my accidents.  And remembering all my pills.  But I'm digressing.

So mom went to Denver for a big tango fest and took the opportunity to visit the famous Colorado Rocky Mountains.  With her good friend Giacomo the rode away, dust covering their tire marks in the sunset and all (brutally early dawn, rather), and joined a rafting group.

I'm sure you can guess the outcome of the story already, but I'll keep you on your toes until the pics are uploaded...