Friday, February 11, 2011

Santa Fe, Taos and Alamos



We were strolling along the beautiful adobe city center of Santa Fe, nothing bad in mind. But when we decided to have a look into the history museum we were told that they close at 3pm, due to a gas shut off. And that we should rather cuddle up and get some blankets and water canisters for the next couple of days, since the gas would stay turned off. Shelters would be provided and we should hurry, since people panicked already and we were among the first to know about this tragedy.

Ha! For the first time Wilma was ahead of them all! With the tanks full of propane and water and enough food in the fridge we had no need to panic.
Only a couple of minutes later and Santa Fe was closed. 






Ok, ok, I admit, we hit a motel when turning up the heating still made the temperature inside of Wilma going down. That night the temperature dropped to minus 30 degree Fahrenheit, as low as it hasn’t been in New Mexico since 1951.
So temperature-wise it could only get better when we were heading even further north to Taos. We visited Taos pueblo, a small Indian community that lives very remote in simple houses without electricity or running water. And they were not without irony for those who fear a couple of days without gas supply. With their fireplaces they were as self-sufficient as Wilma!


former Indian dwellings
Taos Pueblo


More astonishing than all the gypsum white sand dunes we saw on our way was the ignorance of the museums in Alamos. Alamos, a city that only exists because the US once built it for the scientists who in a secret mission built the A-bomb there, prides itself to be the atomic city. The museums glorify the invention and effects of the A-bomb without showing any pictures or stories of those who had been killed by it. Nagasaki wasn’t mentioned at all. 

White Sands


Now the snow is gone, the temperature rose to above zero and our fridge is colder than the living room again: we’re heading south!!



P.S. When Chris was painting some patches on Wilma that were leftovers from our accident he was asked by a lady: “Tell me, what are you doing? I’m new to the RV-scene. Will I have to do this for maintenance, too?”

Sure, some fresh paint once a month will keep you going!