Sunday night, online happy hour is done, dinner is done, Great British Bake Off is done. So let me FINALLY give an overview of the rest of the Taos trip. I thank you all (all two of you) for your immense patience....
On the Thursday, we flew from Burbank to Albuquerque
where Courtney and Robert met us. I should add that we flew Southwest, not a usual experience for us. Yes, we survived, and the convenience of going direct between Burbank and NM was greatly appreciated. Still, it felt odd. Ah well. We made it there, got picked up, and headed north. We stopped in Santa Fe to shop for provisions, and made it to Taos late in the afternoon. A storm was rolling in,
but the eight of us were cozy inside Michael and Amy's home.
We settled in, then the eight of us enjoyed what turned out to be a very very very boozy night.
Fun, but yikes. I haven't been that hungover in, well, ages.
Friday morning I got up and felt somewhat fine, making some decaf
and taking a few photos,
but Conrad and I got a short distance into a walk, and I told him I was not doing well. We turned around, I went to bed, and it was hours later that I felt human enough. I missed any activities that day, which - thanks to the night before - were minimal and low key. I did make it to dinner that night, but all in all, the Friday was a wasted day. A shame.
On the Saturday, we all went into Taos late in the morning. Can I be honest? Taos was not what I thought it would be. I was expecting an affluent little community tucked into a little river valley, greener than the surroundings, cute and charming and monied. And certainly there is money in the area. The art in the art galleries is not going for cheap! But aside from the little touristy town center with its adobe buildings and shops,
the town is not as pretty and as cared-for as you might expect. We saw the historic church
and poked in a few shops and galleries, but I wasn't all that impressed. The surrounding landscape was remarkable, the town was kind of only ok. Sorry!
When we got back to the house on Saturday afternoon, the others were all engrossed in a football game. I had no interest, nor did Conrad, so we
took ourselves out on a walk down to the highway and back, getting home just as sunset was coming on.
Nice walk, some good time for the two of us.
Sunday morning I went out on a walk again, seeing a balloon in the distance,
enjoying getting some steps in. When everyone got going, we had a nice adventure planned. I already blogged about the Rio Grande and its gorge, but before we got there, we drove to some private land where we all went searching (successfully!) for shards of Indian pottery.
The views of the mountain behind Taos and the surrounding were extraordinary.
That kind of wraps up Taos, and that's kind of pathetic. It was nice to spend time with our friends and meet new people, but it was a long trip for seeing so little. And yes, I know I am too blame for being so hungover the first full day. Shame on me. But Taos didn't quite impress, sorry to say, and I wish we had used our time better. Ah well, we saw some things, dined fairly well, and did our best to enjoy what we could!
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