All the photos from Fort Collins are now up at Flickr; here are two of my favorites:

Our table gathered at the end of the reading.

After Mark took this photo, some dude on a bike rode by and called us druggies.

My $30 gamble on getting to the Denver airport early paid off by getting me home two hours earlier and giving me a little breathing room on the Denver-Dallas leg; Dallas-RDU was packed to the gills, as always, including two Edmonton Oilers fans who carried on a replica Stanley Cup. Plus I got to eat lunch in Dallas in a faux Irish pub watching Ukraine beat down Saudi Arabia (in stretch-o-vision, alas) with German commentary.

Basically all I’ve done since getting back in Durham is sweat profusely. On the upside, at least I’m more confident there’s sufficient oxygen content in the air I’m breathing.

I should have a few more photos up in the next day or two.

We had a bit of a bus adventure on Wednesday night when we headed up to Rocky Mountain National Park—but despite a few minor setbacks (most notably, two buses breaking down and our bus driver wiping out a stop sign in the park), I was able to get some great photos from the park.