I wrote this on our way to the Grand Canyon on 8/30 but haven’t been able to publish on a count of my not having an internet connection until now…
Well we have officially been on the road for a week which is seriously hard to believe… I think travelling through time zones and not really needing to know what day of the week it is has made me lose all concept of time. Right now, for instance, I just looked at the clock in our car that says 2:19pm. Then I looked at my computer clock that says 3:19pm. Then I pick up my phone which tells me the actual time of 1:19pm. It’s Thursday, August 30th but really I only know that fact because my Google Calendar told me so this morning in an email. ANYWAYS, all of that was just to let you know that I’m skating the fine line between sane and off my rocker and you know what? I kind of like it.
So here are the stats as of now:
- 2,953 miles
- Just logged our 12th, 13th, and 14th states at Four Corners (my big toe in Utah COUNTS)
- $475 in gas
- 14 packs of TUMS
- 3 sit-ups… collectively.
Santa Fe was AWESOME. I am so glad we decided to stay 2 nights because 1 just would not have been enough. Not that there were more than 4 other humans out after 8pm there but having the whole day yesterday was essential. We arrived late afternoon on Tuesday and went to The Bell Tower Bar for a good view of the sunset. We anticipated doing some drinking since we weren’t going to be locked in a car at all on Wednesday but once we ate wayyy too much Mexican at a place called Mucho Gusto (which was very good by the way) we were too delirious to be in public so we called it a night. Turns out sitting in a car for 5 days straight really takes a lot outta ya. So yesterday morning we went the “Treat Yo’self” route and took a little trip to a place called 10,000 Waves which is a Japanese spa and wellness center about 20 minutes from the downtown area of Santa Fe. They have these communal “baths” and saunas that are outdoors and meant for total relaxation which is certainly imminent once you come to terms with the fact that the whole ordeal is clothing optional. It was incredible. I’d like to find a place like this in San Diego that I can visit at least once a week where I am guaranteed not to know anyone… which shouldn’t be an issue considering the fact that I know approximately 2 people in Southern California.
So once we released all of those fast food and booze toxins at 10,000 Waves, it was time for more Mexican food. Café Pasqual’s came highly recommended so there we ordered the Huevos Rancheros and their breakfast version of a Chile Relleno and my GOD. They were AMAZING. The Huevos had two perfectly cooked eggs over melted cheese on top of an almost stew of black beans, green chiles, corn tortilla, happiness, and rainbows. The corn tortillas are by far the best I have ever had. They made me want to try to make them myself so expect that in a future post.
After waddling around the downtown area of Santa Fe as well as Canyon Road for the rest of the day, we went out to dinner at a place called Jambo Café that a very nude man at 10,000 Waves recommended to us. Jambo is African and Carribean cuisine which makes it pretty much one of kind in the area and it was great. I don’t know how we were even eating at that point and not only that but food with Moroccan and Jerk flavors? Come ON Jenna. I was playing with fire at that point and practically washing every bite down with a TUMS but it was worth it. If you ever find yourself at the Jambo Cafe do me a favor and order the Coconut Shrimp as an app… You will not regret it. After dinner came another attempt to experience the “night life” of Santa Fe but I get the feeling there really isn’t much of one. We ended up being approximately 1/4th of the crowd at a bar for a few drinks then we called it a night.
So Santa Fe was another great stop and I will definitely be going back (and staying at 10,000 Waves so all I will need to pack is a pair of flip flops).
The drive from Santa Fe to the Grand Canyon has been, well, long. We just stopped at Four Corners which was not exactly what I expected but I got a fantastic shot of my sausage fingers sprawling over 4 different states all at once, and an equally awkward pic of Ryan laying down on the monument… so that was pretty cool. What you don’t see in the photos is that we are surrounded by a crowd of at least 30 tourists waiting to do the exact same thing.
Onward to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon now! I’m sure that Ryan and I attempting to camp/hike/be outdoorsy will be hysterical so stay tuned…