Damn paparazzi caught us shopping in Santa Fe.

Altitude sickness - in remission.

Well, it's been exactly two weeks today since we arrived in Santa Fe,

and I think it's safe to say we are beginning to settle in nicely.

Not too long after we arrived, an "old" familiar face dropped by to say hello -
after driving our car down from Portland that is.
Thanks Diego!
Since we spend so much time at home these days,
we've begun adapting to and adopting some new culinary traditions.
... but of course we still maintain our own unique style.
We've even taken advantage of our little "patch" of land to plant a garden.
The soil we started with was terrible - full of rocks, ancient screws, and earwigs. But with a little elbow grease (and a little liver grease, a.k.a. a six pack of Tecate) we managed to smooth things out a bit.
Lettuce, beets, cabbage, carrots, arugula, and radishes are all in the ground,
and we've got a kale plant in a separate pot just begging for the first frost.
Now all we can do is wait and see what grows.And just in case your wondering,
Henri has really taken to the life of an outdoor cat.
Seriously though,
it has proven difficult at times to keep tabs on that fuzzy little guy.
He particularly enjoys hanging out on the roof and bothering the local crows.
That's all for now. Next time: "Life in the not-so-big city".

A new (adobe) home.

After a taxing slog through traffic just outside of Denver and then a brief but beautiful jaunt across northern New Mexico, The Adams-Harford's finally made it to their new home.
The two road-weary adventurers unpacked what they could in the dark, and then set up camp on the floor of their new digs for the first night. The hope being that they could manage a little shut eye in preparation for the long day ahead.
The two person unpacking operation took some time ...
... but things eventually came together.

Those kids are positively titillated by all of the natural light and fresh air in their new home.
Though they aren't opposed to all the natural light and fresh air on their private patio either.
And wouldn't you know it, Henri likes it too!
When he wasn't busy catching flies or scaring off some menacing crows,
that wily cat even managed to help unpack a little.

Well ... I reckon that about brings us to the end of this particular story.
When they have time, the Adams-Harfords will likely post updates to this here blog in the hopes of keeping everyone up to date and all.

I ain't too good at goodbyes.
So, I'll just leave you with some words from a slightly more eloquent Santa Fe local:

"I've been absolutely terrified every moment of my life --
and I've never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to."
~ Georgia O'Keeffe

Almost Home ...

When we last left them, the Adams-Harfords had just bid a fond farewell to some family back in Oregon, and were making their way toward Utah.

They found Ogden, UT to be, shall we say, less than impressive, but still managed to make their own special brand of fun in the Motel room.

Driving across Wyoming proved to be an exercise in monotony for our intrepid wanderers - several hours of nothing but salt dotted plains, and squats of sagebrush as far as the eye could see. They finally did manage to make it out of the "Equal Rights" state and onto the slightly more engaging soils of Colorado.

Oh, and Henri? Well, bless his little heart if he hasn't found a way to adjust to the traveling life.

Friday, Denver (Suburbs).

Saturday, Santa Fe!!!

Do you know the way to Santa Fe?

Well, looks like the Adams-Harfords are off on another crazy adventure. They cleared out of their little place in the Lower Burnside neighborhood of East Portland right quick, and set out for sunny New Mexico.

After one last incredible meal at the Clyde Common with some very close friends (the last of several such farewell celebrations over this past week), the Adams-Harfords stuffed a few essentials into a suitcase and put the rubber to the road.

Their first night on the road was spent in Pendleton, OR, where their lovely hosts Frank, Marie, and Rakky (pictured) greeted them with open arms and a warm pot of ginger curry chicken. Frank runs a printing studio - Crow's Shadow Press - and the two young travelers were more than happy to let him regale them with stories.
After a brief stop over in La Grande, OR to visit with Cass' brother and his family (including her first niece Hanna), they didn't waste any time cutting across Idaho and into Utah.
Henri Archimedes Sartre didn't exactly take to traveling right away, but he's starting to adjust ... sort of. Mostly he just hides under Cass' seat and sleeps a lot.

Tonight, the Adams-Harfords are sleeping in Ogden, UT.
Tomorrow, they set out for Denver, CO.