Day 23 - Taos to Santa Fe, NM

Today we arrived in Santa Fe, in a teeming rainstorm. Typical of the southwest, the water started rising quickly. They don't have storm drains so the water really has no place to go. The rain has continued for hours so we decided to stay put at the motel.


We went out for supper and found a Mexican Restaurant, Adelitas. When we walked in, the clientele was all Mexican/American, felt this was a good sign that the food was good. Service was excellent, Ken had a combo plate, and I had the chilli reillenos (eggs and a hot pepper combo. The food was excellent. Tomorrow have to find a nail salon as I broke a nail. No, it wasn't from trying on jewelry, though it may have been looking at so much jewelry. Scenery here remains beautiful. S

Nice to have the internet back and be able to post our blog today. Had to post several days adventures today instead of on a daily basis. Nice drive to Santa Fe today and, again, hit construction. Vette still running great and averaged 28.5 mpg from Taos. Mountain roads were curving and glad I had the Vette.

Managed to take more videos while driving, but this blog will only accept 8 Mb per photo and each of the videos take a lot more than 8 Mb. Going to be one hell of a DVD when we get finished with our trip. Easy trip to Santa Fe from Taos. Figure with the pit stops, etc., it only took about 2 hours drive from Taos.

Managed to arrive in Santa Fe in light rain that turned to torrential rain (in the desert?). Had directions to the motel, but still managed to miss it a couple of times. Typical for the Southwest, they don't have gutters and the rain in the streets was 4-5 inches deep and, of course, we had the idiots that had to drive 30 mph through the water, soaking everything in their paths.

Sheila got out at another motel to see where our motel was located (I, being a male, manage to forget directions, apparently) and she got "slightly" wet getting out of the car into the lobby. The water she stepped into getting out of the car was about 2 inches deep, so she wasn't happy about that. Being a gentleman, I moved the car out from the stream of water several feet, but forgot that as soon as you put the Vette into gear, the doors lock. You can imagine she was slightly upset when she came out in the downpour only to find her door was locked. NOT A HAPPY TRAVELER!

Then, while driving down the street to our motel, I accidentally bumped the passenger window switch and down went the window. If she wasn't wet before, she was wet (and pissed) after that. She's finally talking to me again, but it took a while for her to see the humor in the whole incident. Any way, she's finally died off and not quite so pissed... K