Santa Fe is a great city. We talked briefly about moving there (but to be fair, we talk about moving everywhere, but don’t ever really mean it). That's just something we say when we like a place.
We saw and experienced much of what the city had to offer. In the morning, we ate breakfast at a local hotspot, The Pantry, where green chile abounded. While I was nervous to try this spicy addition, Greg didn’t hesitate.
From breakfast, we drove to the downtown area and parked almost in front of the cathedral. We spent much of the day walking around downtown visiting the mission, the “oldest house in America,” the capitol building and of course, the cathedral. We played on the elephants in a statue park (that was a bit random - I don’t think we figured out what the park was a part of). We looked at the jewelry and trinkets the venders were selling in the main square (but didn’t buy any).
The Cathedral
The oldest house in America?
The New Mexico State Capitol Building
Although hot, the temperature was not unbearable (like it is in Texas). New Mexico has a lot less humidity than Central Texas. And just like every other person in Santa Fe, we stood in line for over half an hour to buy a snow cone before we headed back to the hotel to cool off in the pool (which as it happened was closed). Instead, we rested and then went for dinner at a place called Tortilla Flats. I love a good literary allusion. I have never actually read Tortilla Flats by John Steinbeck, but Greg has the book on his desk and has attempted to read it at least a couple of times (if that counts for anything).
We ended the day at the restaurant seated outside eating enchiladas drowned in green chile and tortilla chips with spicy salsa. All in all, it was a pleasant, relaxing day.
Greg says it was really hot up there... we came upon this sculpture park completely by accident. 
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