I first visited Denver, Colorado in the Summer of 1991, traveling
through on my way to Texas. The city seemed
cozy, without much sprawl. I was taken aback by the stunning
architecture of the capitol buildings and the fairly laid back pace.
I didn't have opportunity to spend much time there, as we were just
passing through. I always wanted to come back someday.
Eight years later, Sandra headed out there with her friend, Banu, to
visit Banu's sister, Ece, and Ece's husband Tim. Sandra had
difficulty breathing the thin air at first, but grew accustomed to it
during her stay. She had long talked about wanting to move to
Denver, sight unseen, and was excited about her visit. They
visited beautiful Rocky Mountain Park, and hit Six Flags amusement
park for some bungee jumping and fun. When she returned, she
stated that she no longer wanted to move there, though she thought it
was nice. Visit our Photo Gallery
for photos of her trip!
It
was another four years before I had opportunity to visit again.
Our neighbors, Dawn and Matt, were formerly of Denver and spoke highly
of it, so naturally Sandra now wanted to move there again. I
even went so far as to apply for my Professional Land Surveyor's Exam
in the state of Colorado, which is what brought me there this day.
The city bore little resemblance to the one I had visited twelve years
earlier.
Upon
arrival at Denver International Airport, one is immediately struck by
the stunning layout and size of the new airport. It is by far
the nicest, newest, and most impressive airport I have ever set foot
in. The signage could use a little work, but the facilities are
simply top-notch.
After picking up my rental car from
Dollar, I was taken aback by the massive new Pena Boulevard, which
leads from the airport to the freeways. The huge, six-lane road
seemed like a freeway, not an airport access road. This seems to
have become a common theme in Denver. The city is the most
extreme case of sheer urban sprawl I've seen, and I've been to Los
Angeles!
The
first thing I noticed about Denver is that it is just really, really
big. The sprawl stretches out as far as the eye can see, and you
don't know when you leave Denver and enter another city, like Aurora
or Greenwood Village. The second thing you notice is that
it is really, really new. Brand new roads, chain hotels, chain
stores, chain restaurants, and look-alike subdivisions run for miles
in all directions. The entire city (outside of old town) looks
like it was just built! This also means it is very clean, very
light, and very spacious, but quite devoid of character and very
architecturally insignificant (with the exception of the capitol
area).
The
roads are huge and expansive, and all the buildings are spaced far
apart, with huge parking lots between them. The buildings are
set way back off the highways, making it difficult to see what you're
passing as you drive by. The whole effect is a feeling of
vastness. Everything is just really, really, spacious, big, and
far apart. The entire city, including the downtown area,
revolves around the automobile. Huge roads and huge
blacktop parking lots fill the landscape, making for relatively easy
commutes for me as I drove through town, but stripping the city of any
coziness or intimacy. Mass Transit was only visible downtown at
the 16th street mall. I never saw another bus, light rail, or
bicyclist throughout the city. Nobody was walking anywhere, with
the exception of downtown, because it took too long to walk anywhere.
I
visited the downtown area, and was thoroughly impressed (again) with
the architecture of the legislative buildings and the very uniquely
decorated Art Museum looks like it is surrounded in one of Michael
Jackson's white gloves. I drove up to the older parts of
town and found wonderfully sculpted old houses that should have made
for beautiful neighborhoods, instead they were poorly maintained and
crumbling. Denver could take a hint from a city like
Helena, Montana, where all the houses from
before the turn of the century are wonderfully maintained and make for
a very picturesque downtown area.
I
walked the famous 16th street "pedestrian" mall, to see what it was
all about. I was quite disappointed in this. First of all,
it isn't a pedestrian mall, it's a transit mall. Buses run up
and down the street constantly, and at every block there is a
cross-street, making it nothing more than a couple of big sidewalks.
Instead of filling the area with unique restaurants and nightclubs,
making it a destination for people to hang out and spend time, the
strip is filled with chain stores, such as Walgreens, Rite-Aid, Casual
Corner, and Athlete's Foot, with only a handful of restaurants and a
few fast food joints. On a Friday night at
dinnertime, when the place should have been bustling with activity,
the only activity was groups of transients and bus-riders yelling at
each other. Denver needs to take a look at a real
pedestrian mall, like the Santa Monica Promenade or the Key West Pier
to see what it takes to make a successful pedestrian mall. Get
the buses and traffic out of there, and fill it with places that
people like to hang out and spend some time, instead of just spending
a Saturday afternoon shopping at the same stores they can find in any
other mall. It's planning like this that causes the failure of
so many pedestrian malls, just as it has in our hometown of Portland.
To see what makes a great town square, just head over to Europe
sometime...
The
weather during my visit was a balmy 85°F, though it cooled down to
below freezing at night. The rockies were barely visible through
all the Holiday Inn Express buildings, as the whole city is virtually
flat. I was hoping to find somewhere to take a good photo of the
city, but without climbing up in a downtown building, that wasn't
going to happen.
Perhaps next visit, we will take a tour of the outlying areas of the
state, and see if they are more to our liking. There is
obviously something about Denver that has attracted over two million
people, and made it one of the fastest growing cities of the past
decade, but we're just not sure what it is... Each to their own,
I suppose.