Trip Start Jun 06, 2011
52Trip End May 22, 2012
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KK: Didn't want to leave Taos (which rhymes with mouse) but nobody had offered us a job, least of all the position of Stupid Englishman in Daft Hat With Crayon Tattoos Annoying Customers which had seemed in the bag after a bottle of Bogle on Saturday night. So reluctantly we loaded the boot of the car once again. It’s full the boot – how the hell we are going to get all this stuff back in our rucksacks is beyond me.
LK: After a swift visit to a picturesque Franciscan church, our destination this morning was Santa Fe, the oldest town in the US, and a very pretty one at that. It seems to have initially benefited from some fairly enlightened, ie. not sadistically cruel, Spanish explorers, and managed to escape the worst excesses of the Mexican wars. We visited the Georgia O’Keefe Museum which was a small collection, but also included a photographic exhibition on a theme of representation and definition of reality (I love this stuff), and a short documentary showing her to be a tough old bird in her solitude out in the New Mexico desert
KK: Went to another Franciscan church with splendid stained glass and childish cartoons of Jesus which made the crucifixion look like Ikea instructions. Fig 8 attach saviour to cross-piece B only after slotting into cross-piece A. Apply nails (hammer not provided). I liked them. Anyway the smell of scorched meat that had assailed us from early in the day became too much to stand. So we bought carnitas (little meats) from a nice Mexican who mumbled enthusiastically about Canadians. Couldn’t tell if he liked them or not but carnitas (slices of beef and fried onions and salsa in a folded tortilla) is good eatin’.
LK: Picked up a couple of maps from a woman at the Visitor Centre who had visited Brampton on her holidays (Hadrian’s Wall). We have to get back to Denver by the end of this week, and the maps didn’t highlight much in the way of distractions on our route back north. So we drove to an unremarkable/grim motel in Las Vegas, New Mexico, on Monday evening, and drove to a slightly better motel (albeit adjacent to a Substance Recovery Facility) on Tuesday. We didn’t get shot in either of them. Well done us.
Wednesday 13 July
KK: Went up a hiking trail at Cheyenne Mountain State Park
LK: We continued the walk in a very watchful manner, and came across deer which were even closer than the snake. Sadly, our tuna sandwich lunch at the picnic area didn’t flush out any kitty cats of the mountain lion or bobcat variety, but for dangerous wildlife spotting, we’d done pretty well today (those deer carry flick knives you know).
KK: Onto the Garden of the Gods which was harder than necessary thanks to the local signs telling you the wrong turning time after time. I think they were trying to trick us into town to make up for the fact that the park is free. Free meant busy but it was bloody good. More red sandstone seemingly sprouting out the ground in interesting shapes, but this time with the greenery of trees and bushes as a contrast. Have we mentioned the butterflies? I think so but now we know the massive yellow winged ones with the bright blue bodies (thoraxes – get my insect knowledge) are tiger swallowtails
LK: Fortunately, we’d planned which exit we needed for our Denver accommodation so KK could negotiate the five lanes of mental traffic with ease. And we have a miraculous combination of cheap rates but within walking distance of the city centre. The downside is that Charles Manson is renting the room next door. We went out to a great neighbourhood bar and scuttled home in torrential rain with an amazing lightning storm over the downtown skyscrapers.
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