Rob & Julie in Santa Fe!
As soon as we got back to my pad, after Rob and Julie's
horrible 4 hour delay, 3 planes later experience,
we set it off with a little Hornitos. Bad Idea.
The lovely ladies pounded some wine with class and sofistication.
After the rough mornin' haul to Albuquerque,
it was all about "break to the crib to change
clothes once more, cuz you're invited to a barbecue
that's starting at four, sitting with your friends as
ya'll reminisce..." Yup. It was summertime in Albuquerque
at the end of September.
"you've got to spike those Focker!"
As soon as the post pool dry skin hunger kicked in,
Señor Fig fired up the grill. What a spread.
Those chorizos are filled with green chile.
(not seen in the photo: garden salad, boiled yucca with butter,
guasacaca, and beans.
A very satisfied Roberto.
A very relaxed Julie, waiting for desert, Quesillo.
It looks like another country, feels like another country,
it should be another country. It is, it's New Mexico.
Post-feast cigars and politics with
Señor Fig.
When we got our second wind we decided to take
the world's longest tramway up to Sandia Peak.
Elevation: 10,500 ft., roughly. After your first reaction
of sharting, you enjoy the beautiful view.
Finally, the top. Those are the enormous wheels
that crank the steel wires and caboose up to the top.
Reminds me of some Willie Wonka machinery.
Did I mention there is a bar/restaurant with
a view at the top? It has the worst name ever though,
High Finance.
After a couple of cocktails we stepped outside
and caught the sunset.
There's is no other way to send your friend off
in style like a game of Beer Pong. Enrique 2, Rob 1.
Pretty nice set up too,
3 camping chairs, and two pieces of plywood, and
cups filled with Santa Fe IPA's. Drink one.
I had a AWESOME time, I think the whole town
knows we had a good time. Come back soon
Rob & Julie, I miss you guys.
posted by Enrique at
8:54 AM
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BEER PONG!
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