Yesterday we drove for probably about 7 hours, through desolate parts of Texas and New Mexico, to make it to Santa Fe. When I say desolate, I mean there was nothing for that 7 hours of driving. Nothing. Except Amarillo, where we stopped to eat at the Coyote Bluff Cafe, a little hamburger joint where I got a phenomenal Hickory Burger with bacon, and Dave got "the Burger from Hell" which just about killed him with spiciness. He loved it though.
Santa Fe was beautiful. It's a small little town at a very high elevation, and the views of the surrounding mountains are just incredible. The plant life is beautiful too, with trees and cactus spread out sparsely. It was a bit chilly though, and in the morning we woke up to 3 inches of snow, much to our surprise. We walked around the plaza area before eating lunch and heading to Albuquerque. I had a roast beef quesadilla which was quite good.
Albuquerque is only about an hour southwest of Santa Fe, so we were there in no time. We got a hotel and relaxed, visiting a yarn shop recommended to us by an artist in Santa Fe, and a comic book store that was pretty cool, before heading off to a nice dinner with my old friend Robin and her boyfriend. I haven't seen her in probably at least 5 years, and it was great catching up. We ate at El Pinto, and I had huevos rancheros which was delicious. I'm glad we could hook up, it was great. Now we're back in the room, relaxing before another fun-filled day of driving tomorrow.
Watch out for the other drivers that don't know how to drive. Stay safe.
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