Mon 9 July – 5867 steps
Neil Young sings “So I’ll stop when I can,
find some fried eggs and country ham
I’ll find somewhere where they don’t care who I am,
Oh, Albuquerque, Albuquerque”
So we drove to Albuquerque.
As you leave Farmington, there are rock formations which would have been perfect for playing “Tintin on the moon” as we did as kids.
Along the way, we crossed the border into New Mexico and stopped for a delicious Mexican lunch in Cuba. Before Albuquerque we joined the Historic Route 66.
We got to Albuquerque early enough to take an Uber into the Old town, where we wandered around looking at the loads of galleries, clothing and souvenir shops.
Soon our route was guided by the need to find a restroom. Finally, we stopped in at a tavern and had a cool drink, before going to supper at St Clairs winery. There we samples 3 different red wines, a merlot; pinot noir and a cabernet. All 3 samples add up to about 1 glass. I found them all slightly sweeter than our wines at home.
What I learnt: There was one shop that specialized in “Day of the Dead” art which I do not enjoy. From what I read, the Day of the Dead takes place on November 2nd and is often combined with Catholic All Saints day. It pays tribute to the departed. Skeletons and skulls made of paper maché, wood, chocolate or sugar are seen as a playful symbol of life after death. Skeleton bride and grooms are seen as a symbol of eternal love. It is not macabre or sinister, but even though I researched it and now understand it better, I still do not like it. It makes me feel uncomfortable. Alas, poor me.
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