Today, being Sunday, we decided we would go to the Presbyterian Church in Santa Fe and check it out. Arrived to find out it is the oldest Protestant Church in New Mexico, 1867. The service was very similar to our home church in Ennis and we were greeted by some friendly folks. We asked about it's plain and simple structure and were told that the architect planned it that way. No stained glass windows which surprised us. There was a beautiful cross and the story behind it was that when the church remodeled, they brought in the stone from a local quarry and then asked church members to bring in silver and they used that for the decorations on the cross. What a great way to get everyone involved in a beautiful thing.
Afterwards we ate carnitas from a street vendor and they were delicious even though our eyes watered and noses ran.
A brief walk to Canyon Road was a treat, wonderful upscale art galleries, beautiful outdoor sculptures and a wonderfully sunny, moderate wind day. The smoke from the wild fire in the Gila wilderness seemed better, at least the skies were blue and not brown from the smoke and dust.
A mid-afternoon wine and cookie break made the day. Then back to our home on wheels, nap for Van, reading for me and the day was over. We ate a quick dinner, hung our American Flags out for Memorial Day tomorrow and began thinking and talking about our next destination when we leave on Wednesday. This will be the first time I had not "planned" our stops.
We've met alot of folks from Texas, Tyler, Houston, Frisco, and the list goes on. Also a variety of folks around from all over the US. Some are here for months, others are here, like us for a few days. Some are full timers, others like us, escaping the Texas summer heat!