New Mexico

Santa Fe, Day 7

Preposterous Abundance


 
1) Sally had a dentist appointment.
2) I did something from my job jar.
3) We went out getting body shop estimates for the Tucson.*
4) There was a brief walk and a trip to the grocery store.
5) And we watched Molly’s Game.

*Oh, did I forget to mention that while in Hammond I tried to squeeze the Tucson into a narrow parking spot of a restaurant and scraped the front bumper and fender of her car, all along a parked one? Between her body work and theirs, it will definitely be the most expensive bowl of gumbo I will ever eat.

Santa Fe, Day 6

A totally unexciting day, but a very productive one.

1) An hour at the gym (see above.)
2) Sally did some yard work.
3) We delivered a car that has been sitting in her yard since last May to someone who is brokering its sale.
4) Lunch out.
5) Facetimed with her mom.
6) Did some guerrilla car shopping for the Tucson replacement.

Tomorrow is likely just as unexciting…

Santa Fe, Day 5

Columbia River Gorge, Maryhill, WA

Spent most of the afternoon photoshopping images.

I have previously submitted photos to Radio Paradise for use on their slideshow that is a visual element while streaming their music. The first batch was of 33 images (see ’em here), and they selected 13 or 14. Of those, I still see about 4 of them from time to time.

I’m going to send them a new batch, and this time around I’ve selected 23 for uploading (see ’em here). When the 1st batch went up, they wanted only the image, but since then, they let you a bit of text in the lower right corner Copyright or your name or webpage. What I’m doing is adding just where they were taken because when I see a cool image of a place, I always wonder where it is.

Now that I’ve got Santa Fe Sally hooked on RP’s mellow mix, she wants in on it too. So I cropped, resized, and added text to 18 of hers that’ll get uploaded too. It’ll be fun to see how many of ours get used.

Santa Fe, Day 4

I had a whole long post about me watching this show and bingeing it in 3 days. But I accidentally overwrote it. Too bad, it was a masterpiece…

On The Santa Fe Trail, Day Three

Today was the end of the trail. It was a short day too, with only 4 1/2 hours on the road. We returned to a cold house; it was deja vu all over again, again. Last January, after returning back from Sally’s mom’s 98th birthday, we were greeted with the same scenario: the radiant floor heating was not working, and the same boiler was still serving up the on-demand hot water.

Carlsbad Caverns

Today was Cavern Day. The VRBO is a mere 35 miles from the caverns, and we had a 9:30 timed entry pass, so naturally we left ‘home’ at like 8:00 AM. We thought the road might still be icy, but it wasn’t, and our 8:30 arrival at the Visitor Center meant we were in for a 30-minute wait before we could get in the building. I parked facing the south at Sally’s suggestion because it allowed a nice view out over the valley from our elevation in the Guadalupe Mountains. By the time they opened the doors, there were a half-dozen folks waiting with us to get in. We had to check in and show our National Park pass and the reservation ticket.

After wandering the 2 gift shops and a restroom visit, we were ready to ride the elevator down the 750 feet to the Big Room. Our original intention was to walk down the natural entrance, but we couldn’t because it was closed due to the ice remaining at least halfway down. Turns out the ride was kind of worth it, because after finishing walking the mile and a half loop around the inside, we were ready to get back up to the top.

I put the visit on par with the Wizard of Oz at the Sphere; it was worth the money for the experience, but I don’t need to see it again.

On The Santa Fe Trail, Day Two

When we got off I-10 to head north towards Carlsbad, it was in the town of Fort Stockton, TX. That name was somehow familiar, and I thought I might have been there before. Sally had picked out my photo of the day while she was looking around for gas. The town’s claim to fame was a very large roadrunner statue called Paisano Pete. When I saw it, I was pretty sure it wasn’t for the first time. When I got back in the car, I checked my external memory bank, this here blog, and sure enough, Donna and I spent a night here in 2013 on our way to meet her brothers in Big Bend National Park.

I, of course, can’t be certain that I have seen the statue before, but when I get back home to Fairview, I’ll have a look in a photo album…kids, a photo album is where you store the glossy 3×5 pieces of paper that have an image on them from the developed film…kids, film is not a movie, but a roll of photosensitive…oh, forget it. I’ll check to see if I do have a photo of the roadrunner statue from back then.