We have been asked many times how our Thanksgiving went. The only way to reply to that question was, “It was groundhog day but with dry turkey and dressing.” Sad but true. We were so desperate for a change of scenery.
So what do you do when you don’t feel comfortable flying to Scottsdale, Arizona a week after Thanksgiving? You decide to DRIVE 6 hours to Santa Fe, New Mexico and isolate (mostly) with the dog in a little casita nestled in the Sangre de Cristo foothills about 10 minutes from downtown.
The weather was perfect, regardless of what our weather app told us.
NM currently has some pretty strict travel guidelines. Our hotel looked to be at 25% capacity and NO-ONE was out and about, or very few people I should say. We walked around town and saw less than 50 people. If you have ever been to SF during peak season, there are usually thousands of people milling around. The images below were from some of the most popular hotels and walkways downtown.
One of the many things I love about Santa Fe is the artistic influence ALL over the place. The use of color brings a really nice vibe to the the town.
Restaurants were not allowed to seat people indoors and only 25% outside. We managed to squeak in 2 outside dinning experiences. Most of the time we ordered takeout and ate in our room. SF has some of the best margaritas and green chili in the US. Maria’s was my favorite meal of our short, but sweet, Covid escape.
We found a really great place outside of the city to mountain bike – Galisteo Basin Preserve. I didn’t take too many photos as I had a death grip on the handle bars for the entire 8 miles we biked (well, I hike-biked at least 3 miles of it!). Pretty sure if I lived in SF, this would be my go-to place to bike and trail run. All of the trails are either green or blue, so it’s a great place to practice skills.
We intended to do a 10 mile ride following the arrows below, but we kept getting off course – that’s ok, it was really fun and the only injury sustained was a sore forearm or two from the death grip.
We spent a chunk of time relaxing in our casita, more than any other vacation on record. We must have played 20 games of cribbage – it was a total blast! We didn’t have to venture far for hiking. There is a really nice trail on property that provided us with some gorgeous views.
The drive home always SUCKs and seems take FOREVER. We drove through Taos hoping to bump into Julia Roberts, but alas, no such luck. After a few days away, we were happy to be at home, back to our routine of sleeping, cooking, eating, and watching TV with Yogi. Rinse and repeat.
It took 9 months, but I actually miss consistent, in-person interaction with people. As an introvert, never thought I would ever say such a thing. SO ready for a vaccine!
Cheers to all!
…i choose this…