Saturday, May 16

My friend and I, and Jiffy, traveled down I25 through Colorado to a few miles inside New Mexico, where we turned and went on a scenic route to Taos, which is an artist colony and also has ancient pueblos. We went to one just north of Taos, which is still the home of contemporary tribal people. The pueblo, made of adobe, was constructed over 1000 years ago. It is over three stories tall. The bottom story is mostly shops for the sale of Indian artistry. It was so fascinating. On the way, we went through snow, rain, and a lightning storm, but it was worth it. Having another person to share the driving, praying, laughing and eating is a lot of fun! We also saw the Rio Grande, which is a wild river with white water this far up in the mountains. Taos is over twice the altitude of Denver! We are spending the night in Santa Fe. We stuffed ourselves at a wonderful restaurant called Zia's. I ate a mango crisp for desert, and thought it compensated satisfactorily for the mango I lost crossing the border into Canada.