We spent two nights at an RV park in Questa. There are advantages, but I always feel hemmed in by them. Like I'm being judged.
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| "I'm just here to judge." |
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| What ...? |
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| Hahahaha! What the what? |
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| LOL!! THE HAIR! |
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| Hoo boy. Fancy top-knot. |
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| Okay, I'm judging a little. |
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| "Don't stare at their hair!!" |
Red River, New Mexico
Red River is lively and bustling with commerce.
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| How is that possible? |
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| I put this here for you Texans. He was down to strawberry. |
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| I don't see you, and I never shall. |
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| We waddled around saying "duck-like" for two days. |
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| Don't make me do the pelican limerick. Again. |
The visitor's center at Eagle Nest State Park is straw-bale construction.
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Just remember, it's like the country.
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We paid.
Eagle Nest is a cute little town, and it also has a nice thrift store, Angel's Attic.
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Eagle Nest State Park has charm, enchantment, and magic. It does not have hookups, a dump station, or Verizon wifi reception.*
*Swankie did have 3G with her Verizon jetpack, but the price was that she put it on top of her van and drove away. I don't recommend that kind of Faustian bargain. Evie and Joy had AT&T reception.
Cimarron, New Mexico
We managed to find 1) a burrito, and 2) a good cup of coffee in Cimarron. Plus a walking tour.
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| We didn't stay here, but that review almost swayed me. |
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| All you need is $2 and a dream. Alone, I might have killed off the afternoon in here. |
I'm no architect, but I was unreasonably excited by this building. Check out those lines! One hundred fifty-one years old, and plumb plumb.
The old jail. These guys weren't kidding around with their penal system.
Rumor has it this jailhouse is haunted. I see no evidence to support that claim.
St. James Hotel, Cimarron, New Mexico
