My friend Tracey was nice enough to drop me off at the airport. As I boarded the plane there was no sense of trepidation nor excitement ,just a keen sense of calm.
Found my seat fine I was snuggled between 2 older gentlemen. On my right a businessman who kept his nose in his paper,and to my right a history prof. @ Kent state who was editing a students dissertation.
Shortly into the flight the prof put the papers away and we settled down for a nice long chat. From what the pilot said ,we went through a lot of turbulence, having never felt turbulence I thought it felt more like a roller coaster ride.nontheless,we put into Denver on time. I had about three odd hours to kill and spent my time getting used to the people movers and escalators ,that I hated since the incidence with my rubber galosh when I was 4 YO. I hope someday to not freak out as much as I did at Albuquerque. Made it into ABQ just fine ,more turbulence , a bit more than the other flight. But accteable to me and no problems physically. This time I had a window seat ,and was able to watch where I would be driving soon.
This is the part that makes me shake my head.I get into ABQ and then drive 3+ hours to my destination NORTH. From whence I came. Go figure!
Picked up the rental car, they talked me into an upgrade by stating the metro would never make it up the mountains. So I settled for the cobalt. Which managed fine though I did notice an annoying squeak in the front end.
From there it was a few miss turns on the journey but I made it into Taos.
Yes the journey was long, Yes I was very tired, and yes I was hungry.
I stopped into the TAOS visitors center ; this is where the fun began.
A few things not so cool:
1. Knowledgeable people at the front desk - NONE
2. Patience with road and plane weary travelers - NONE
3. Courteous - NONE
Not nice Taos, just not NICE.
No one seemed to know where my B & B was. I decided to call the proprietor of the INN only to notice that the number did not work..hmmmm
Back to the Visitors center , the woman behind the counter informed me that the area code had changed from 505 to 575 last year! . I tried the number with the new area code and bingo! it worked. Now here is the other thing,The inn keeper thought I was coming in on Friday , this caused quite a disturbance. I tried to remain as calm as I could. Thank goodness for centering.
Gail, the owner of the inn I was staying at gave me directions, suggested I go someplace for dinner and she would have my room prepared.
Great something !
I ended up in Taos plaza ,where I foolishly payed $5 to park in a parking lot that unless you had a 4 -w heel drive would prove almost impassable.
After having my body and mind shaken and stirred , I was off to find food.
I found this restaurant Byzantanium just off the Taos Plaza. Or rather they found me ,because even walking I could not locate the place . Both gentlemen were so patient and kind. I ordered a spinach salad with some home made (and I mean home made) grilled cornbread with butter an this exquisite marmalade. The food was excellent, the waiter attentive and the ambiance like nothing I had experienced before . If I was expecting morrocan food ,I was pleasantly mistaken.
From here I headed to Arroyo Hondo, this is where the inn was. It was at this point that my check engine light came on. GREAT !
It seems there is a issue with the tire pressure. I just love all the messages to decipher. Especially here in the mountains with no traffic (remote) and no cell coverage. I stopped and filled the tires with air,here I noticed the lack of valve covers ! This puzzles me. Did I not have any to begin with OR when I went to eat did someone have fun and remove them all ????
Not sure , and to be honest am to exhausted, just want to make it to the inn and collapse.
About 7 miles down the road , I find the area the inn is inn, very beautiful , very remote and dirt roads . Let me add heavily rocked and rudded roads.
Like 4WD only. Me and my little cobalt was the minority here.
I stopped at a local tavern and asked for directions err twice. They were kind enough but Lorenzo made the most sense so I stuck with him. BTW. Blonds are a rarity in these parts .
More on the inn later .
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