New Mexico I

I have been awful about posting pics and I won't be getting any better. Not with school.

So I'm going to throw up some photos in coming days with little explanation or rhyme.



Here we are in flight to Albuquerque, a direct flight I understand will soon be discontinued. So much for the sweet dreams.


Nana and papa walked us each day from their casita to the dining room.


They live near an arroyo where Claire found dried, caked mud to be immensely interesting.


We spent one Sunday morning at the Indian Pueblo Cultural Center, where we saw a Navajo dance. I love this photo because it looks like I took it with a wide-angle lens, not an iPhone, and really captures the colors and the openness of the dance site.



We ate out a lot. This mural at The Range Cafe prompted Claire to wonder aloud: "What's going on with those ovens? Oh, they're crashing."





Our best meal was lunch at Barelas Coffee House in the South Valley.





Just look at that cheese on the combo plate!



Claire got up while waiting for her food to play in the misters and got caught by the camera in a ray of sunshine.



Later that day we stopped at a bakery (panaderia) on Mountain Road located near my last apartment here. I stopped in here often for biscochitos and empanadas. They were good, still.


Nana did a lot of entertaining on her back patio.


Paige entertained herself with a slinky.



Eventually we broke out the fabled marble machine, which sent the girls into a cooperative tizzy.


We also visited the sharks at the spectacular New Mexico Museum of Natural History and Science. Claire was right at the scientists' elbow as he talked about the pregnant female shark.

More to come...