Telluride, filled with old bank structures, is as touristy as it can get with t-shirts selling at many of them. It is crowded with people and something that I have only read about. THEY HAVE AN OXYGEN BAR!!! If only I had the time getting 45 minutes for the price of a massage would be heavenly after being in an altitude I am not accustomed. But as bustling and busty as Telluride, Colorado is it pales in comparison to its skyscrapers towering over a place where the miners of mountains like those brought in wagon after wagon of mine finds to fill the banks. I imagine a muddy street where track after track and hoof after hoof pull through.