I”m back from Santa Fe.
In spite of David’s dire warnings, “Those fancy women will hate you.” and ” You can’t pack cupcakes in your suitcase” I was totally prepared.
I even contacted Yahoo Travel to let them know that I was going to another land and asking them if they wanted me to write about it. They seemed interested.
In order to make sure that I had all my ducks in a row I wrote to Lizzie and asked her to send me a list of some of the sights of Santa Fe so that the big bosses from Yahoo could choose which ones they’d like me to visit.
She wrote back:
Thursday from 5-7pm, Santa Fe Ladies Happy Hour Social Club (don’t name names, or you’ll never eat lunch in this town again). Other activities:
Santa Fe Rodeo - very big in town! June 24-27 Start with a guided tour around Santa Fe in the back of a pick-up truck. Return to favorite locations for in-depth study. Frito Pies at the Five & Dime - Anthony Bourdain said the Pie felt like a sack of warm shit—although incredibly delicious. Pick up a $2.50 pink cowboy hat while we’re there (to wear to the rodeo). Dine at La Choza Restaurant - scene of Sam Shepard’s recent DUI - bum rap: he was over served and then they called the cops from the parking lot. Mushroom hunting - fresh porcini in the woods of the Santa Fe Ski Basin. First, a lesson in identifying a porcini, and leaving the poisonous ones alone—they really do look the same. Weekly flea markets and yard sales—everybody’s junk is just passed from house to house, it never leaves town. Same with the dogs. Visit to the Upaya Zen Center—I’ll give you $20 if you can sit still for five minutes. Ride in the Uber car in Santa Fe—I heard recently that there is only one. (Don’t know if it’s true or not.) Find resident writer George R. R. Martin and ask him when his next “Game of Thrones” book is coming out. In fact, tell him to go home and write. He hates that. Loiter around the yoga classes and wait for Ali MacGraw to emerge. Hang around Kaune’s Neighborhood Market and wait for Jane Fonda and her little fluffy white dog to show up. It can happen because I’ve seen them there.
Will think of a few more things before you get here.
Doesn’t all that sound like fun? I was wondering how I’d fit it all in.
As I mentioned in previous posts my niece Stephanie and her husband were taking a
motorcycle trip in the area and Liz was kind enough to offer to have them stay at her house with us. They could hike and cycle and Liz would take me around so that I could fulfill my writing obligations (did I tell you that I’m an award winning writer?)and we’d all meet for lunch and/or dinner.
The weekend was jam packed with plans.
Here’s how it went.
Liz picked me up at the airport and we went to have cocktails with the ladies. I can’t tell you any of their names or write anything about them individually because Liz threatened me.
David assured me that I would be hated by all of them and I’d have nothing to say to them. I have to admit that I was nervous. I even wore a bra.
I was pleasantly surprised. They were warm and friendly, not New York friendly, no one asked what my earrings cost, but really nice.
There was one thing though, and I ain’t lyin’ because they’ll never see this. They were all beautiful and really put together which is one reason why I never want to see any of them again.
So David was wrong about one thing.
He was also wrong about not being able to pack cupcakes in your suitcase. They arrived in perfect condition.
Whatever plans I had to pull a Hemingway went the way of the miles and miles of mountain views and lavender plants that were in bloom everywhere.
We did go out to lunch and when Liz drove Terry to the Harley Davidson store, Steph and I went shopping and in my state of happiness I bought a beige shirt. Did you hear that people? It wasn’t black.
Other than that here’s what we did;
Terry, Steph and Lizzie
Liz and Steph discussing the fall of Rome or where we’d go for lunch
Liz and Oz
Those pictures were taken in the morning. Replace those cups with cocktails and that’s how we spent most of the weekend.
That is until we heard about the Supreme Courts ruling on Obamacare and Country wide marriage for everyone.
Then we went into the Plaza to join in the festive feeling that was all over Santa Fe and I’d like to think the rest of the United States. It made me proud to be an American.
And of course my very good friend and possible second husband, Mr New Mexico
It really was such a happy lovely communal time.
Back at the house we got ready to go home. I took a last picture of me and Liz (not really last, she’ll be in NYC on Tuesday)
And after a drugged plane ride home I was welcomed by the love of my life.
Wait Yahoo I’m sure I’ll do better on my next trip.