The trip from Denver to Santa Fe was basically uneventful, if you dont count the horrific Front Range traffic. When people are considering the move to Colorado, nobody mentions that we have a horrible highway system. Once past the I-25 parking lot, things got better. I drive to Santa Fe in the dark, which was kind of nice. I enjoy night driving.
Once there, I spent the night in a hotel parking lot. In the morning, I went inside and asked the counter person for breakfast recommendations. He suggested a place called, “Flying Tortilla”; so, that’s where I went. It wasnt bad. Huevos Rancheros is usually a pretty safe choice, at a new place, and it was pretty good. The green chili was milder than I’d have liked, but it tasted good.
Afterward, I walked around Old Santa Fe for a while. It’s mostly a tourist attraction, but enjoyable. There are some nice galleries scattered around, along with the usual shops and restaurants. A park rests in the midst of it. On this Saturday morning, there were several musicians performing for tips.
When I got hungry, I headed for some fast food and then on to Albuquerque.
Saturday afternoon and evening were uneventful, apart from the burning of the PortaPotty.
At 4:30, Sunday morning, I boarded a bus to the International Balloon Fiesta Field. It was a slow start, but once things got rolling, I couldnt put the camera down.
One closing note: When you visit New Mexico, you have to get some of the Piñon Coffee. It’s more than delicious. Some of the best coffee I’ve ever had.
So, I promised pics. Here they are.
At about 11:00, I grabbed a bus back to the Stew Wagon and headed home. Overall, it was a great trip. Maybe I’ll go again next year. Anybody care to join me? I’d be glad for the company.
In the meanwhile…Enjoy the Life you’re living.