Over Memorial Day weekend Scott and I got to go see a lot of the fun things around my hometown that I like to take visitors to. Of course we ate tons of green chile and pretty much gained 5 pounds each, but that was to be expected when I'm able to get my hands on food that is nowhere to be found in NYC. I haven't found quality New Mexican food just yet.
Aside from eating, we visited the Aztec ruins, which are these amazing Pueblo Indian ruins sitting amongst a residential neighborhood. They were all deserted before 1300 AD, but they're still around today, even though there are some features that aren't architecturally sound, such as doorways set into corners. It's always fun to see things that are so ancient and to compare what their life must have been like to the way I live mine.
Supposedly they were having a hot air balloon fiesta at Farmington Lake. I think this was all a fantasy, because by the time Scott and I got there, there was nothing but us and the ducks.
The ducks did have mohawks, but there was no sign of hot air baloons. We even tried looking for them from up on the hill where my parents bought some property, to no avail. My sister brought her boyfriend's new puppy, Cara along. He is in Germany for the summer so she's a surrogate puppy mom.
Sunday we went to the horse races where we ran into one of Hannah's Aunts and even my dad's friend who is the owner of one of the horses that was favored to win. It was a fun family outing. We all went down to the horse pens before each race to check out the horses and pick our favorites, then Scott spent a lot of time studying all the stats while I scientifically based my $2 bet on hunches. I think my hunches paid off maybe twice out of 8 races. It was entertaining to see the horses run though. The owner of horse number 8 who in the eight race offered to have us come down to the winners circle for a picture, but I think he jinxed himself because his horse balked at the start. He was certainly fast and almost made up the time, but as you can see by the picture when you're still in the starting gate and all the other horses are off it doesn't really allow for a win.
My parents dropped us off in Albuquerque with my Aunt Luella and Uncle Diego who fed us very well and took us around to see the place where they're going to be building a new house. My aunt decided to sit on her future porch to check out the view while Scott learned about how prickely tumble-weeds can bee and got a sticker in his foot. Good ole New Mexico.
Thank you for the kind comments Adrienne. :-)
ReplyDeleteAs for our photographer, that's the million dollar question!! hehe, we are still planning the wedding, but it's so much fun! can't wait!
Good ole Farmington... :) It's funny that after we've moved away and when we go back to visit we end up doing the "tourist-ie" stuff that we never really did when we lived there.
ReplyDeleteI love the picture of Scottie using mind control on the ducks. The ruins look pretty cool too, I need to get out of here sometime and check out the Anasazi buildings/ruins.
ReplyDeleteAh yes, Mr. No Name or should I call you Mo Dame? You are welcome to visit my homestate any time. I will tell you just where to go :)
ReplyDeleteYeah, those were some good times for sure. And what is this Mo Dame you speak of?
ReplyDeleteMMM chile, how I miss new mexican food!
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