We got a dire warnings about driving the 1700 miles to Santa Fe and back with a just turned three year old. My dad was sure the Head of Demolition would be bored out of her mind. The Editor in Chief was afraid we'd end up dead and wanted to know why we couldn't just take cruises like normal people.
The prognosis seemed so dire that I was ready to abandon the car and head toward the nearest airport, despite my fear of flying.
But we armed ourselves with a Kindle from the local pawn shop and hoped for the best.
We got Lubbock on Everything:
The Head of Demolition went on her first "hiking" trip, which mostly involved grabbing handful upon handful of caterpillars and declaring that she would hold them in her hand all the way home to Houston.
Downtown Santa Fe was as beatiful as everyone said it would be. The Head of Demolition performed well enough at her job that we decided to wait outside while Daddy was inside the shops:
Around the motel:
Since it happens that I'm putting words in my Wordless Wednesday this week anyway, I might as well mention: I'm (a very small part) of a book now!
Available here, here, and here:
Kindle Version - $14.95 (affiliate link)
Print version $29.95 (affiliate link)Stay tuned for part 2 of the whole Santa Fe thing, and please link your Wordless (or wordful as it may be) Wednesday post here!