Yesterday Husband and I were up at the crack of dawn, down in hotel lobby getting breakfast shortly after six. Stepson slept. Meanwhile, we were entertained by an extremely perky hotel employee. Husband wondered if they pay her to sit at breakfast tables and be friendly. We have gotten used to surly workers, but everyone here seems to like their work. Perky employee turned to me at one point and asked, in a charming way, "How do you spell the word 'bought'?"
We headed up to Taos as soon as we could all be roused, but stopped in Santa Fe (where we'll be all day today) and almost got stuck! All we wanted was a cup of coffee and good directions, but there is a HEMP STORE there. A college student's dream. We managed to extricate ourselves and continued on our mission.
While driving up Hwy 68, looking at map and road, commenting on the river, it suddenly occurred to me, "That's the Rio Grande." A kind of slap-myself-on-the-side-of-the-head moment. Remember, I'm from the midwest. In my brain, the Rio Grande only exists in westerns.
We stopped shortly before entering Taos to get an incredible vista of the Rio Grande gorge and the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. (I hope I can post some pictures later, but need to ask Stepson how.) Then right afterwards were stuck in one of those awful "follow the pilot car" situations. We were actually stopped for about 20 minutes behind a guy holding up a "stop sign" while he was in contact with the highway authorities.
In Taos, besides seeing the plaza, we stopped at a used book store where I saw a way-too-expensive children's religious book, and Husband and step-son had a good chat with the proprietor. It seems one of the "celebrities" who often comes to Taos is Donald Rumsfeld. Most of the people hate him. He just laughs.
By far, the highlight of the day was the Taos Pueblo (pictured above). It was between that and the Kit Carson house, and there was no contest. The man at the bookstore said it was "cosmic." It was. I don't have words to describe it. It's a holy place, but a place of ordinary and simple life.
We took a scenic route back down to Santa Fe, through Kit Carson National Forest. It really is the Land of Enchantment.
And, of course, now even the humble Travelodge has wireless internet. praise be.