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5-16-05
- Damn debit cards
So,
Sarah & I got back from a long weekend in New Mexico yesterday only
to find milk had seeped all over our chicken patties and sat idle in a
hot cooler for a couple days. A nasty site after such a colorful and beautiful
place like New Mexico. We got into the town of Taos on a search for Julia
Roberts, Dennis Hopper & food. Although we didn't run into Roberts
or Hopper, we did find some food in the town square and also had the first
of the encounters we would have with two strange English women.
After dinner we head to the Abominable Snowmansion
Hostel and grab ourselves a tipi in the back. We made breakfast in the
kitchen the next morning and headed out to the Taos Pueblo early in the
afternoon. The pueblos are over 1,000 years old and the ancestors of the
Pueblo Indians still inhabit the pueblos and many of them had shops set
up selling their goods. We ate some fried bread cookies that we baked
in 550-600 year old ovens that they still use everyday. We had an opportunity
to talk with several people their about some of the history as well as
the current issues within the pueblo they are having today. All of a sudden
out of the church comes the English woman with the crazy smile.
We then headed to Santa Fe and made stops at historical spots along the
way before reaching Bandalier
National Monument to see cliff dwellings and to find a new camp site
for the night. We saw cave dwellings and another part of the park that
seemed like a giant hotel dwelling for the Indians. The circular complex
is said to have over 300 rooms in it, all very small rooms just to sleep
in and a massive inside area where rituals and everyday life was spent.
After the hike we made camp and stuffed ourselves with leftover fajitas,
smores & beer before going to bed.
In the morning we made a trip out to Tsankawi Trail, about 11 miles from
where we camped for the night. It was only a little over a mile and a
half but it took us through ruins from when the Anasazi settled during
the late 1100's. It once consisted of small pueblos, cliff dwellings and
a field in the canyon that they would grow there food and hunt. Here we
were able to enter the dwellings and see petroglyphs that were carved
into the walls. The carvings were not nearly as detailed or as well preserved
as the ones I saw in Utah a few weekends ago so if you are going on a
trip to see petroglyhs.... go to Utah.
In Santa Fe we walked around checking
out different vendors goods, which was a very unpleasant time for me because
I had lost my debit card the day before and my $40 cash for the rest of
the trip was not going to cut it... luckily Sarah is loaded. We made our
way to the Georgia O'Keefe
museum to find an exhibit called 'Flowers' that was showing O'Keefe's
work with Andy Warhol's. It was very cool and ended up with a couple postcards.
After a day of strolling we headed back to the mountains to find yet another
camp site to call home for the night. What we did find was a bunch of
hail & rain which got us into a motel for the night in the outskirts
of town. The evening ended in the hotel falling asleep to baseball tonight.
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