Woke too early. Lounged about some. Hearty breakfast. Then … to work.
Yes, we’re buying art. Not just art, but Art.
No, the full parameters haven’t been defined. But, suffice it to say, I’m blaming Margie. For whatever. That’s the advantage of having my own blog — I can enjoy my art and blame it someone else, too.
We did actually buy some artsy stuff today — small bits (some decor for the back yard, some small stuff for inside, some Christmas gifts). We decided against something I was sure we were getting (or, rather, put it off until another time) — and substituted something much larger for it.
It will all be striking, and I’ve learned there is, indeed, a reason why we only do this once a decade. Besides which, Margie got a really nice bonus thing that can go into the kitty, and, besides which, we don’t really need to buy a new car this year, really truly.
Made some decisions, but the big Placing Down of the Money happens tomorrow morning. ‘Nuff said.
(As a parenthetical aside — Santa Fe is a Macintosh town. Don’t know how many iBooks, iMacs, etc. I’ve seen in various galleries. Striking.)
Once that was all said and done, and we were quit of Canyon Rd. (save for the pondering), we headed back to the hotel, then down to the Plaza.
Lunch was at La Casa Sena — a scosh more pricey than I’d planned, but they had the best margarita I’ve had on the trip, a very fresh green chile “stew,” and a green chile burger to die for. Yum.
Then we wandered about for the next several hours, going to multiple shops, buying something for Kitten, checking out the one museum we’ve made it to (the Institute of American Indian Arts Museum — “Tate Modern Meets First Peoples!”), and walking, walking, walking …
We thought we’d spotted where we were having dinner, but we were fooled by the dearth of originality regarding hotel names in Santa Fe. We were looking for the Hotel Santa Fe, but failed to account for all hotels in Santa Fe being named some combination of the following terms: “Inn at/of” “Hotel” “Santa Fe” “Old” “Paseo” “Governors” “Plaza” “[Street Name]” — and thus discovered “Old Santa Fe Inn” (sign seen unclearly at at a distance) is not the same as “Hotel Santa Fe.”
Thus the walk to dinner was … longer than anticipated. But it was worth the walk, and afterward Margie shamelessly gulled the hotel shuttle driver to take us back up the Cathedral so that it was just a short walk to the B&B.
Then a nice, relaxing evening of reading and coffee and chocolate chip cookies. A nice way to handle a day full of walking and purchase-stresses. 🙂 Except, of course, the house Internet connection went down, which means I’ll likely be filing this (I hope) on tomorrow.
And aside from that tomorrow? We close some deals (maybe), visit a foundry, and then … who knows? Museums? Taos? Food? Margaritas? Well, probably margaritas at least. Stay tuned!