All of the buildings around downtown were adobe and I think it's a pattern that continues throughout the city. I got a shuttle ride one morning and was told there's a requirement to build with adobe in the historic parts of town or at least cover the buildings so the facade looks adobe.
The hotel I stayed in had a very Santa Fe look. The bedspread really tied the room together. The southwest theme was all over town and a little too "in my face." I don't think I could live there but I enjoyed it for the week.
One thing I loved, was when I was looking for souvenirs, I came across something that reminded me of my grandparents. My paternal grandfather loved the southwest and the people who traditionally lived there. They traveled a lot and I remember their home being filled with art and artifacts from the region. While I was in a fabulous souvenir store, I came across a display with Storytellers. I was immediately transported back to my grandparents' home and the hours I spent there as a child. I used to make up stories in my mind about what these women were telling the children. I did a bit of research and these came around in the 1960s.
They are now very popular:
As time went on, more and more artists started making their own storyteller dolls, each adapting their own unique style and implementing their own beliefs based on their heritage. Today, the term storyteller refers to any human or animal figure that is covered with smaller children or animals. They have become one of the most collectible and sought after forms of clay art. - PuebloDirect.com
It snowed my first morning in town, which was odd to see in the desert. That evening, I was offered the opportunity to hear a talk by our River Program Director and jumped in. We drove up to the hills and it was beautiful to see the snow speckled hills and spots of green trees.
Never having been to New Mexico, I was surprised at the amount of green. It's mostly the trees but there was more than I expected. I soaked up the sun on my lunches and realized how much I've truly missed vitamin D. Portland winters seem to be getting longer and drearier with each year we live here. Santa Fe was a nice respite from the gray of the Pacific NW.
I explored the foods of Santa Fe for lunches and dinners. I normally eat out once a week or less, so it was a lot of rich food. I was glad to have Brandt's home cooking when I got back. All of the places I went were great but the one worth taking a picture was a little place near the office. I got a lamb burger (going out of my comfort zone) and it was locally raised lamb, house-made English muffin, house-made ketchup, and duck fat fries. It was great! I'm a ketchup-aholic and didn't care for the house-made ketchup at all. The fries made with duck fat were great but I didn't like the reminder that I was eating duck fat. They were so delicious that it wasn't hard to eat them though. The presentation was great too!
The airport was super tiny, and adorable. It was a nice throwback to when TSA didn't destroy our lives and make us wish shoe bombers, underwear bombers, and the like, still didn't exist. I was able to show up an hour before my flight, check in right away, and then I got to play on my new work laptop.
Santa Fe doesn't have any flights directly to Portland (and vice versa) so I had a layover in Denver. I was impressed with the plane back to PDX. They had screens that folded out and had our safety instructions. They also played a TV show, but it was with Steve Harvey and he's a little hard to watch because I think he's always over-acting. I'll watch Family Feud all day because I'm awesome at guessing the answers but anything else with him, I avoid. I was able to plug in my headphones and switch to various "radio" stations and get in a good nap.
To end my story of my first week at Guardians, I want to circle back to my first day. We went to a taste test for the Gala, which will take place in October. My allergies had come back due to the temperature change and one of the staff brought me a sinus-cleansing tea. Each tea bag has something on the paper on the end. Mine is worth sharing and perfect metaphor for my new job.