Durango to Santa Fe

When we left Durango yesterday, we headed south and wound our way through the Jemez mountains in New Mexico. These are the ruins of a 17th-century adobe church build by Spanish missionaries. I'd tell you about it, but Katie informs me that these posts are boring, so I'm letting you slide THIS ONCE. But don't get used to it; I will soon be telling you all about something obscure you don't care about. Don't be lazy.


We got in early to Santa Fe for a true birthday evening. We stayed at the La Fonda Hotel, one of teh first inns at the end of the Santa Fe trail. After we went for sangria and tapas, we went to the New Mexico History Museum, where they were having a kind of fair. This woman showed me how to scrape an elk hide; it is very difficult. That stuff is no joke. (by the way, you tan these things with pig brains. Who knew?).
We had a fabulous dinner with a great champagne. Thanks for everyone's 30th birthday wishes--I had an awesome day full of obscure knowledge and wine. That's like Valhalla for me.