Albuquerque is a magical place. The truth is, I’m down with anywhere where the skies are deep, the lavender margaritas flow like wine and the peacocks are chill.
My favorite place on this whole trip was Los Poblanos. Not only was it a beautiful inn/organic lavender farm, but the restaurant on the grounds, La Merienda, was a dream.
I even was able to ride a bike around the lavender fields AND there was a cat named Tater Tot. What else matters?! I might’ve tipped over into a bush on this cute cruiser. It mighta been worth it. I might’ve taken a bath every day I was there with their lavender bath salts.
I came home feeling chill about eating duck, feeling even more free about hanging flags all over my apartment and even more into dirty chai tea.
We want on a serious brewery bike ride. I’m talkin’ on busy roads, up major hills, and I was wearing my tightest jeans. That third thing made riding a boy bike tricky. Really had to swing that leg, ya know?
That margarita, I mean, YOGArita, had st. germaine in it and less sugar than the norm. It was good, and I drank it at 11am.
My favorite thing the whole trip was that fry bread you see down there. It was like a made-to-order elephant ear topped with local honey and sugar. Basically, I would’ve taken a nap rolled up in one.
SO! Let’s go back to New Mexico and admire the sky, take all the baths, gaze at the giant cacti and drink drinks before noon.
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