When we lived in the mountains of Northern New Mexico we liked to visit the Durango Colorado area and we would either drive or take the narrow gauge train up to Silverton which is at 9,000 plus feet elevation
We would be fine but the flatland tourists who got off the train would go tearing out to see the sights and get 100 yds before they were out of oxygen and looking for somewhere to collapse
It wasn’t funny but it was funny
I used to do houses for a builder in Durango, until last year, right about this time...
He was a PITA to work for, always *b-wording about my bid prices, than bragging about what he sold his last house for that we did. He always had some super tight time schedule.
He never built anything normal either, always contemporary, no base or case trim, kerf corner bead out the ass, EV charge ports in the garage.
It's like him and frank lloyd dropped acid and drew up the plans together.
This was the last house I did for him in Durango, he gave us 10 days start to finish, we had it done in 8. 240 sheets slick wall finish.
Some tech geeks from Seattle bought it as a get away vacation house, it was not even on the market for 5 days before he sold it.

2nd to the last house I did for said builder, just down the street. Cutup as hell, bead out the ass also. I think he got 1.3m or 1.4m for this one in 7 or 8 days on the market.
