Damn Bees!

Okay, so I dunno if I've told you this, but I hate hate hate bees. Hate them. They terrify me like spiders terrify Jason. I freeze up and scream and in general beome non functional. That will become important later in this email.

So I woke up feeling kinda ickie. I'd eaten a lot of spicy and heavy foods yesterday, and I think I paid for it. So I got off to a slow start, but finally got to feeling better and was able to go have breakfast. It was sweet too, because the ladies, the two from North Carolina and the 4 sorority sisters in thier 50's, were all so concerned about me and wanted to make certain I was feeling better. So sweet.

Anyway, I got to feeling better, and we started off on our treck up the High Road towards Taos. Basically it's the scenic route. And it was cool. As we drove we saw the snow-capped peaks getting closer and closer. We stopped a couple times for pictures, which I'll send when I get home.

We stopped first at this place that is a sanctuary of some sort, some Catholic pilgrimage? I can't remember offhand but I'll remember eventually. It was pretty, and kinda neat to see. Not the biggest attraction for me but it was interesting. We were getting hungry by then, but the place they had there looked kinda cheesy, and the place Larissa wanted to go had burned down a couple months prior. Oh noes!

So, off we go again, down the road. We find this little .. and I do mean little .. town that has a little tea room and bistro It sounds neat, andwe're all starving, so we try it. Enter the fist bee clamity.

We had to sit outside .. which would have been fine. We order drinks, and I got hot apple cider. Also would have been fine. But for the bees. Which kept coming to the table to buzz around me. Just me. Not Jason, not Larissa, just me. Remember .. I hate bees. Terrified of them, I am. Well, time goes on, and we're waiting for our food, and I'm getting more and more stressed by the bees .. when one -lands on me!!!!!- I scream and jump .. and of course I was drinking at the time, so I get apple cider all over me. And by then I'm in tears because I'm so stressed and embarrased and everything. It almost ruins my appetite, but we get moved inside .. because the bees just keep coming to the table.

Lunch was good, honestly. It was a cute little place, with good food, great desserts, and yummy hot apple cider. Jason has decided that I'm an unwilling bee charmer though, because as we were leaving, the dern things followed me to the car. One landed on my cleavage!!! I about screamed and ran in a panic.

So we keep going, me smelling like an apple press, and drive up to the Taos Pueblo, which is a native pueblo that has had a population living in it for hundreds of years, still does, and they live in the old ways, no electricity, they get their water from the river, cook in stone ovens, the works. it's really cool. I got pictures there, too. There were cute dogs everywhere too .. all ones we couldn't pet or feed or antyhing though .. cos they didn't want anyone getting bit. So sad, cos they were cute. As we were leaving we tried this fried blue cron bread .. very yummy, and then headed out. As we were getting into the car though, as I was putting my camera away, a damn bee flew into the car right in front of me! I couldn't even move, because my very expensive camera was in my lap. It was and ordeal to get away because we kept having a bee getting in the car.

Then was the coolest part of the trip, escpecially for Jason. We drove up to a gorge over the Rio Grande near Taos, and as we were taking pictures .. well, I was .. someone pointed out that there were bighorn sheep on the riverbank waaaaaaay below us. So I pull out my telephoto lens and sure'nuff, bighorn sheep grazing by the riverbank. Got pictures of them, too. yay! Jason had been wanting to see some, so it was really cool.

ETA: Sanctuary de Chimayo was the sanctuary. When I get home and stuff, I'll add links to everything.