I just got back tonight from Katie & Rebecca's Girls Getaway 2008: The New Mexico Edition, and am still too keyed up on vacation endorphins to do what I really should do, which is get 8 hours of sleep before going back to work tomorrow. Instead, with Rebecca's presumed cooperation, we'll subject you all to our recounted adventures as we do what we do best: blog instead of going to bed. Allow me to begin.
So the irresistable combination of Albuquerque's shapenote convention and my free ticket from Southwest that was going to expire in November provided the perfect excuse to go play in New Mexico with Rebecca and visit with the most excellent Eric, who I hadn't seen in two years. After a combined total of 6.5 hours of sleep between the both of us (1.5 of which took place on our respective planes, and the other 5 of which took place in my bed... poor, punchy Rebecca...) R&I met up at the Albuquerque airport, procured a compact car in a shockingly fast and pleasant manner, and drove up to Santa Fe. Props to Alamo for not foisting an unwanted minivan upon me the way Enterprise did this summer, to New Mexico for being cool enough that we could roll down the windows, and to Rebecca's parents for providing her with, respectively, the fancypants GPS that told us how to get to downtown Santa Fe and the Elvis mix that accompanied us there.
We were staying at Eric's parents' house, but Eric and his mom weren't getting there until 10pm or so because he was teaching a singing school down in Albuquerque that evening, so we had all sorts of time to while away in Santa Fe. We did lots of aimless wandering around downtown, became official Santa Fe tourists by purchasing some lovely jewelry at the market stalls, and took a drive up to Santa Fe National Forest. I had tasked Rebecca with finding us a good place to eat dinner and she totally came through with a delicious pizza place slash microbrewery, thus launching our long weekend of cheesy, calorie-filled edible debauchery. Mmmm, so worth it...
Later that night we met up with Eric and his delightful mom at the house, which is currently 100% empty because they moved away and are trying to sell it. We're no stranger to sleeping on the floors of other people's empty homes (as Ruth may recall), but Eric's mom came through with air mattresses, sheets, blankets, towels, washcloths, a coffeepot, iron and ironing board, broom, bath mat, and various other accoutrements that resulted in the room Rebecca and I shared being more comfortably furnished than my own bedroom at home. (She was going to bring two pillows for everybody, and apparently only left half of them behind because Eric was otherwise in danger of not fitting into her car.) Greetings, toothbrushing, and bed ensued.
Okay, that's all I got. Must sleep. Here are my Girls Getaway pictures if you want to spoil the suspense. Your turn, Cita.