Home and Hot
We made it home (barely) on Thursday from Santa Fe. The fuel pump on the Guv (the Buick) is going out. It runs fine for about the first 6 hours or so, then the car starts missing. We limped it into Santa Fe on Monday and back home again. I was amazed we weren’t stranded out in the middle of nowhere (both directions).
Santa Fe was great, but this was the first year I have experienced what I suspect was altitude sickness. I think it has something to do with my BP med. On Tuesday, I had the boys drop me off at Ten Thousand Waves for a 55-minute master’s massage. Only about 12 out of 150 top-notch therapists qualify as a master. Eric did a deep tissue massage that did wonders for unknotting my muscles. I allowed the intense pressure (and yes, pain) because I knew I would receive the most benefit. I definitely walked out on jello legs and no brain waves. Ah yes, I achieved my goal. Someday, I’ll go back and spend about half a day there.
We set out for a hike in the Santa Fe National Forest on Wednesday morning. We took the Bear Wallow/Borrego Trail, which is about 4.5 miles round trip. Absolutely gorgeous. We crossed Big Tesuque Creek on our descent and again on our return back up. Coming back was quite a challenge for me, being extremely out of shape, but it was totally worth it.
During our stay in Santa Fe, we had some amazing food as always. The highlight for me was Santacafe. I had the Pasta of the Day, which was homemade linguine with a pesto/garlic sauce tossed with wood-smoked trout, sea bass, and (I think) salmon. To die for.
While the sun was intense at this higher altitude, the breezes were cool and the nights crisp. We even had a beautiful rain shower on Tuesday afternoon. Always a treat for the senses.
I was ready to come home this time, though, partially due to my dizzy/queasy side effects and also because I missed Wylie and Gracie so much. As I get older, it becomes more and more difficult for me to be without them. I was also worried for Wylie, as I knew he would be out in the 100+ degree weather during the daytime. Thankfully, Lee Ann (Randy’s sister) came and took care of my babies and put Wylie in his night-night in the evenings so he could recover a bit overnight.
Now it’s just hot and miserable here, laundry awaits, but hey…it’s still good to be home.
Such gorgeous, lush surroundings… I wonder whether I’ll live long enough and have cash enough to see this one day with my own eyes…
I hope you’re feeling better now. What a shame to have these well-deserved days marred by side-effects!
You know I especially like the trail pics! Looks like a good time was had by all. Right ON!