Santa Fe. Hooray.
Had a simple cereal breakfast and were on the road by 10A. Made it to Santa Fe around 2:30 and got a site in the mostly vacant Santa Fe Skies RV Park on a hill overlooking the city. (Again, major kudos to campgroundreviews.com + the iPhone for making finding and ranking campsites so much easier than the old days...like ten years ago.)
This is a nice enough place, with full hook-ups plus wi-fi that actually works. Our game plan is to spend three nights here; lots to see and eat around these parts.
Settled in, then headed to the old Plaza section of SF. Very cool. Narrow streets, adobe facades, creaking doors. This place is steeped in history. How much? Well, they’re celebrating the Quadrennial this year, as it was founded in 1610. Do the math.
We strolled the plaza shops, explored a former client (La Fonda Hotel) and visited St. Francis church—I was even coerced into going back at 5:15 for mass.
Then, wow, a knock-out meal at Café Pasqual on Water St. KB had read about this little place so we bumbled in and were obliged to sit at the “community table” as we had no reservations. But turned out to be quite fun. One couple from Houston, two from Colorado, and two ladies from Vermont were our dinner companions. The conversation and cuisine were both delightful. BB had enchiladas mole that were supreme. KB had a combo plate: chile relleno, tamale & enchilada mole. (She insists I add that she brought much of it back to the ‘Spud.) But what she did eat she seemed to enjoy severely: her eyes were closed much of the time and she was sighing & smiling. I overheard a lady at a nearby table tell her waiter, “I’ll have what she’s having.”
We walked off some of our dinner exploring the now quiet plaza area on foot some more, then drove back to the ‘Spud. We have a better sense for this town now and can figure out how to best use the next two days to get to know it more closely.
Another VFC night, with heater cycling on and off noisily and repeatedly. Had it set at 53 degrees so pretty nippy despite all the blankets, Pendlelton included. I’m confident Lewis, and maybe even Clark, would sympathize greatly with our bearing up under this adversity.
This is a nice enough place, with full hook-ups plus wi-fi that actually works. Our game plan is to spend three nights here; lots to see and eat around these parts.
Settled in, then headed to the old Plaza section of SF. Very cool. Narrow streets, adobe facades, creaking doors. This place is steeped in history. How much? Well, they’re celebrating the Quadrennial this year, as it was founded in 1610. Do the math.
We strolled the plaza shops, explored a former client (La Fonda Hotel) and visited St. Francis church—I was even coerced into going back at 5:15 for mass.
Then, wow, a knock-out meal at Café Pasqual on Water St. KB had read about this little place so we bumbled in and were obliged to sit at the “community table” as we had no reservations. But turned out to be quite fun. One couple from Houston, two from Colorado, and two ladies from Vermont were our dinner companions. The conversation and cuisine were both delightful. BB had enchiladas mole that were supreme. KB had a combo plate: chile relleno, tamale & enchilada mole. (She insists I add that she brought much of it back to the ‘Spud.) But what she did eat she seemed to enjoy severely: her eyes were closed much of the time and she was sighing & smiling. I overheard a lady at a nearby table tell her waiter, “I’ll have what she’s having.”
We walked off some of our dinner exploring the now quiet plaza area on foot some more, then drove back to the ‘Spud. We have a better sense for this town now and can figure out how to best use the next two days to get to know it more closely.
Another VFC night, with heater cycling on and off noisily and repeatedly. Had it set at 53 degrees so pretty nippy despite all the blankets, Pendlelton included. I’m confident Lewis, and maybe even Clark, would sympathize greatly with our bearing up under this adversity.
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I would have rated this entry "excellent" instead of "good", had you not stolen a line from Meg Ryan in "When Harry Met Sally"......but that's OK; I steal material from Rodney Daingerfield every day!Posted 03-27-2010 at 04:31 PM by
