10 Aug 2013 Albuquerque, New Mexico
The drive
from Colorado was one of our longer legs of the trip. That didn’t matter since the scenery was just
so beautiful! Going from Colorado into New
Mexico, you really see the terrain change right before your eyes. It is like traveling to some distant
land. Nothing is like New Mexico.
We arrived
at the Gershin house in the afternoon, with Laura and Joe waiting to greet
us. They have a beautiful house that has
been spiffed up nicely. Joe used to work
at Lowes in Albuquerque, so he has the know-how to do things right. Anything that he has remodeled looks
amazing! After a tour of the house, we
headed to Nexus, a brewery in ABQ that serves “New Mexican soul food.” Yes.
You heard that correctly. As
strange as that concept sounds, it was excellent.
The next
morning we got out the trombones and played a little bit. Joe had his friend John come over to join in
the madness. John recently retired from
the ABQ school district and was a great third member in the trombone trio
reading session. Music teacher talk is
something quite interesting and Katherine was thoroughly entertained!
Joe and
Laura have some very energetic dogs as well.
We took them to the park to run and I could not believe the training
they have put them through. I threw the
ball as far as I could, and Ella, the black dog, brought it back super fast. Then, she did it over and over again. She is unstoppable.
You can’t
make it to Albuquerque without hitting up Sadie’s for a real New Mexican
meal. Geeze! I miss this stuff.
We went on
a little run with Joe and Laura too.
They took us on a route through the East mountain streets. It was right in our old neighborhood, where
we lived in graduate school. We even
went by our old apartment on Montgomery Blvd.
Good memories.
For our
last dinner in ABQ, our wonderful hosts concocted delightful pizza
creations. If you could only smell this
through the blog.
My mom and
dad arrived in ABQ that evening. This
gave us just enough time to hit some balls at the driving range and try out
some of Joe’s sweet clubs. This
assortment came from a second hand sports store and probably totaled $50. I was impressed that he got a Calloway Big
Bertha from 1995 for $10. We let it rip
that night at the range, especially Laura.
Joe said,
“If you want a real New Mexican breakfast, you gotta go to Wecks!” So, we met up with my parents and split some
huge breakfast platters. This food will
not make you skinny, but it sure is good.
ABQ was
awesome to visit again, but now it’s time to head back north to Santa Fe. The opera will be starting soon.