Once we hit New Mexico, we finally felt like we were in the West, not South. We stayed with Shana's family friends, Jamie and Terry, in their absolutely beautiful Adobe house in hills outside of Albuquerque. We even had an Adobe Casita (guest house) to ourselves. We felt like we were staying a first class hotel-- they stocked our fridge with beer and drinks, made fajitas and fresh guacamole for dinner, and took us out to a place with the best view of the city on our last night.
While in Sante Fe for an afternoon, we tried their specialty, Frito Pie (which is basically Nachos using Fritos instead of chips) -- Greg's favorite. We also had delicious Huevos Rancheros in another restaurant downtown. Yeah yeah, we went to two restaurants for lunch ... you got a problem with that. We then went to see the New Mexico State House, where Greg worked for a summer. Before leaving, we of course got some souvenirs at one of the bizillion souvenir shops. Our guidebook had correctly warned us that everyone in Santa Fe was either a tourist, or someone trying to sell them something.
Our only regret from New Mexico is not trying Najavo Fry Bread Tacos ... as if our cholesterol needed any more company.
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