This weekend, Mike and I celebrated our anniversary with a little mini-holiday. I've been saving up airline miles for 4 years, and finally had enough for a 2-night stay at a hotel, so we got a place in Santa Fe for just $6.48. Nice.
We drove down Friday afternoon, the long way past Alamosa and south through many Indian reservations. It was a very peaceful and beautiful way to go...way prettier than I-25 and Raton.
On Saturday, we went to the French bakery at the La Fonda hotel for breakfast. I've gone there each of the four times I've visited Santa Fe and still love it. Then we strolled around Santa Fe and looked at the cathedral and the Loretta chapel.
We looked at the shops, and I bought earrings from one of the Native American sellers on the Plaza. (Krista, I used the birthday money you gave me. Thank you!) Then we sat on the Plaza and ate pastries from the bakery while listening to a mariachi band who were very talented.
For lunch, we ate at Tia Sophia's, a popular New Mexican restaurant. But heavy Mexican food doesn't really mix well with pregnancy, so I couldn't fully relish it. (Although I did like their corn battered chili rellenos.) In the afternoon, we went to Canyon Road, which is famous for its many, many art galleries (in the hundreds). I enjoyed it more for the architecture (I love the colorful courtyard doors) and the flowers.
Mike, being a true connoisseur of fine art, engaged in some performance art of his own.
For dinner, we went to Lotaburger, which seems to be the most popular el cheapo burger joint in New Mexico. We enjoyed eating like locals in the semi-dodgy, semi-1962 surroundings. After dinner, we swam a bit in the pool and enjoyed the hot tub.
Today, we drove up to Taos on the high road, a pretty high mountain road. In Taos, it was Fiesta. We strolled around the plaza, which was full of vendors, and I tried an Indian taco (otherwise known as Navajo fry bread). I've always wanted to try this, but, alas, pregnancy got in the way of my enjoyment of it (although, I don't think I would like it on the best of days - fried shell with beans and chicharrones in red chile with cheese...a bit heavy).
Then we ate gelato in a shopping area that reminded us of Poipu, Kauai.
From here, we saw the Rio Grande gorge.
We drove by the famous Taos Pueblo...though we were too cheap to actually pay to go in and see it. Then we drove home through the Cimarron Canyon. I've always wanted to go here, as my great-grandfather used to take my dad fishing and camping here. All the trails were closed because of fire danger, but I enjoyed at least driving by and seeing a bit of my dad's childhood.
And thus ended our trip. Happy anniversary to us!