Since I’ve been so busy here in Santa Fe, I don’t really have time to write much.
It’s been a constant intake of green chiles. They put chiles in everything, which, to me, is most appreciated.
I’m a little bummed because I can’t think of one funny thing to write in this post. So, think of this article as the last season of Seinfeld – it just isn’t going to make you laugh.
First up, for some reason, my mom and I ran into Mrs. New Mexico. She was hanging out in dress and sash at the Museum of Folk Art. But it’s not like anyone there was to see her. She was just standing up against the wall all by herself. It was sort of sad.
We walked out and I said to my mom, “We really should go back in and get a picture. I feel bad for her.”
Plus, she was hot.
Next up is our hotel, the Hotel Santa Fe and Spa. It’s very nice, and kind of trendy in a casually elegant sort of way. They even do cool stuff like give you hollowed out bars of soap. (and no, I did not end up making love to it)
Oh, and speaking of the shower, you may be wondering if I brought my shower gloves. You’re goddamned right I did. Actually, so did my mom. We know what’s up.
Today we spent a full day in Taos hiking with a llama named Raja. It was really fun, and there was a part of me that seriously tried to figure out how to own a llama once I get back home. They’re great. Llamas are a type of camel, but they smell way better and don’t have Arab types hanging about.
And lastly, what trip wouldn’t be complete without finding questionable roadside jerky? Not this trip. So, when I saw a sign that said, “Antelope Jerky Here!” I had to stop. I don’t even know what an antelope is. Seriously. I know I’m five seconds away from learning on Wikipedia, but I have no idea on my own. I’m pretty sure they have antlers. That’s all I got.
By the way, if you can’t read that, I purchased both elk and buffalo jerky. My mom, not two minutes ago came walking over in the hotel room and said, “That jerky stinks!” I said, “Too bad!”
Tomorrow we go on another hike here in Santa Fe and then the next day is a full spa day in the mountains. If you think I’ll be taking photos of me in my robe, you’d be right.