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... us to hold on. There was one section where we surfed the wave and our tour guide said that we had a massive chance of falling in!
We didn't fall in but it was exciting to ride a wave and we tried that many times.
When we finished we tipped the guide generously as he was cool and informative which was rare.
We then waited for the horseback riders to come back to the bus and we then set off for Albuquerque.
... personalities take shape. It's going to be a long road and I know I'll have plenty more bad days, emotional days, and days where I want to get in the car and drive to Mexico but I've realized that's just part of being a mom, part of the job description. It'll get better...my optimistic side reminds me.
Don't worry, I'm not going to be a total Debbie Downer this whole blog post. I feel like since ...
... we would have invalidated our rental agreement in some way.
Richard and Geraldine were probably back at the hotel, so having failed to reach them on the phone, we headed back to the hotel to catch them before they left.
There is a speed limit on the bridge over the dam of 25mph.
When the blue flashing lights in my rear view mirror started and I pulled over, my heart sank. I know how seriously they take speeding over here, and this was ...
... we were beyond thrilled to finally be spending the night in our very own house! We had been searching for the perfect house in Durango for long enough. We could tell within minutes of viewing this one back in October that this is where we would call home. Sure, it needs some work. Yes, the carpet is ugly (I think the color is called grandma blue) and bathrooms need remodeling. The kitchen could be updated. ...
On the way to Durango, the location of our much anticipated hostel, we stopped at the Ute Indian Museum and learned all about the traditional bear dance. We made another quick 'kodak' stop especially for the Swizzles: an enormous sign announced that this part of Colorado is known as the ‘Switzerland of America’. The Swizzles weren’t so sure.
When we got to our ...