Laramie, Wyoming

I stopped for lunch in Laramie, Wyoming. Laramie comes before Green River on the highway, but after in this story of now and then. I was curious about the Parlor Bar, but enchanted and intrigued by Madam Opals. I was dying to know what went on behind the lace curtains, my mind whirled in delight with images of Wild Western scandal and history.


Then the still, small voice within said, "Why don't you just google it?"


Oh.


So I did, and it led me right back here to blogger. Like a lasso, full circle. The intrigue of someplace far away, mysterious, and exotic brought me right back home. And Madame Opal's, once a bordello, is now a condo.