I leaned on the exact spot where Woody Harrelson leaned. He may have leaned more, and I may have clutched and retched more.
I didn't get this guy's name. I was already paralyzed with terror at the elevation, so I saw no choice but to photograph him.
He was very talented at whatever the heck you call this tomfoolery; you kids get off my lawn!
Taos is the kind of town you can just mosey into, find a parking space, and wander around in. Go ahead and do that. Shops are pricey, but Taos still isn't taking itself as seriously as Santa Fe is. Sit in the cafe of the Hotel LaFonda and watch the crowd.
