Road Trip: October 2, 2011 (part 1)

Devin Michael,

This morning, we woke up to a sunrise over the mountains with nothing else in sight.  I am baffled at how gorgeous it is.   

We made some coffee in our room with the coffee pot provided, bundled up (it’s chilly here- a much needed break from Houston’s disgusting heat), and plopped on the porch of our hut to watch the sun come up.  You snapped some pictures of the mountain behind us, and I watched the bright blue birds fly around the vibrant red, yellow, and white flowers scattered around the B&B.   

Amy, the owner of the Inn, walked past our room and waived.  Breakfast would be ready in an hour.  You and me, we had some good talks, including the one this morning.  We talked dreams, goals, plans, took deep breaths and headed to breakfast.  

Amy had the works ready- waffles, bacon, blue corn muffins (oh. my.), endless fruit and coffee.  She shared her secret waffle ingredient with you.  You can’t wait to try it. 

 

We sat outside with a view like no other and the sound of a fountain in the background.  One couple came out to snap some pictures- down from Cincinnati, they had driven 17 days from Albuquerque through all parts of Colorado, and they were on their way back.  They recommended we stop at a small town just off the border of Colorado with natural sulfur springs.  “The most beautiful town we’ve seen…Padagona something”.  We smiled big- they were talking about Pagosa Springs, and little did they know, we already had plans to stop there tonight to revisit some memories.

 

After breakfast, we packed up and checked out.  We don’t have many plans for the trip, but for today, we had a bit of a schedule.  We drove down to the plaza in Santa Fe, browsed the turquoise jewelry, fetish figures, and other artwork, and grabbed lunch at an authentic Italian café of all places.  I’m not sorry- that was the best cured beef Panini I have ever had in mah life.  You snapped pictures of me and we laughed so hard you started crying.  Don’t argue, I saw it.   

  

We grabbed some coffee for the road at a French bakery on the square and we were on the road to Colorado.