Thursday, May 20, 2010
Good morning, Santa Fe!
It's a little chilly here, as you can tell by my pose. How queer am I to post a picture of myself in my pajamas? Here, I'll post Lori, too.
I'm writing from the. most. amazing. house in Santa Fe. My friend Joan has exquisite taste. Holy crap, this is my dream house.
This is the bedroom Lori and I stayed in last night.
Here's the living room.
We pulled into town around 8 o'clock last night, so we haven't had a chance to explore yet. Joan says we can stay here as long as we want. She may be sorry she said that.
Yesterday we drove a grand total of about 200 miles, from Gallup to Santa Fe. Whereas Tuesday was our "stop at every biker place" day, yesterday we had the casino version of a pub crawl, hitting five Native American casinos on our way here. I lost five dollars, and Lori came out ahead an even hundred.
The Route 66 Casino outside of Albuquerque was pretty cool. Here's Lori after the Indians shot her with a giant arrow when she tried to leave with her winnings.
The funniest thing is, we are 50-year-old women pulling this stunt. The second funniest thing is a man stopped his car and asked if she was all right. There's a question...