Welcome back! Hope your week-end was a good one. Our weather here was absolutely beautiful. I do believe that we’re making the seasonal turn to Autumn—and that is very welcome.
For years I have been fascinated by the history of the Anasazi Indians—the precursors of what we call Pueblo. For your edification, a couple of years back we stopped calling them that (it was a word that meant “enemy”) and at the request of Pueblo natives began to refer to them as Ancestral Pueblo People. Much better.
We spent the morning wandering around the ruins, then set off for Santa Fe. I loved Santa Fe—so much that I didn’t take as many pictures as I should have. First off, I was captivated by the Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assissi. These pictures are not nearly as beautiful as the Real Place, and there was a Vibe that I can’t capture in a photo or describe in words. Something like Peace…
Second, I loved their Plaza, with the old Governor’s House on one side and plenty of room to roam around. Their shops were quality, the choice of food was intriguing, and the air was as clean as it gets. There’s a quality I can’t put my words to, but they call themselves “The City Different”. I guess that’s it.
We strolled and sat and watched and finally ate a nice Tex-Mex dinner overlooking the square. It was a wonderful day–no falls, no storms, no delays… Relaxing on the balcony above the Plaza, I noticed a young lady on the corner, playing Real Good for Free…
We were back at camp by sunset and got a good night’s sleep in preparation for our next adventure: Dodge City, KS.
See you tomorrow!