Goodbye, Columbus (Columbus, New Mexico)

End of the line?

"This must have been a jail," explained Captain Obvious.

Single?

Or the family suite?

Old hotel.

The wind finally blew us out of Columbus, but not far out.

Door in Palomas, Chihuahua

 

Same door in Palomas

Pancho Villa

Pancho Villa State Park: now with more owls!

Emmylou Harris was probably not singing about Pancho Villa. I'm as disappointed as you are. Luckily, you didn't suffer the humiliation of asking.




It was brisk this morning before sunrise, and my usual cold latte didn't appeal; I set out to find the hot version in Columbus on a Monday morning.

It was after 9 before I was in leaveable condition, and I headed to Martha's Place: not open.

To the American Legion: they serve coffee until 9.

Patio Café: not open.

Another disappointed breakfaster pointed me toward La Casita. By then, I recognized that he was speaking English and I understood "blahblahblahcoffee." This place was the most fun you can have before noon. The lady who greeted me spoke no English, and somehow I was immediately drinking coffee.

She asked me, in Spanish, if I speak any Spanish (enough to get coffee), because she spoke no Inglés.

¿No comer?

¡Si, huevos!  [If I had known how to say "vegan" I would have starved.]

[Some words I didn't understand, but I think they meant "soon someone will come to bring you eggs."And they did.]

Speaking of getting up owly for eggs ...

Owlivia is setting on eggs.

Owliver is guarding them with one eye.