Feeling much better this morning. A little achy in my back, but feeling stronger and pretty clear. I think I will press on to Bandelier later. There are so many departures and goodbyes in traveling, I will miss Marie and Winter, and the three mountain climbers here from Europe now, Couch Surfing their ways through the west.
In Taos, I will stay with Cheyenne, who has traveled extensively and has organized relief work for children in Africa, and then Tania and Jeff, who have a large organic farm.
I used to live in New York City. I designed homes for the tycoons of Wall Street; Park Avenue, Scarsdale, Greenwich. It was great fun. And, after years of saving up for a down payment, I was just about to buy my own little place in Fleetwood, half an hour north of the city, when the economy fell apart. Architects are like canaries in a coal mine when the economy slows, and true to form, there were massive layoffs in firms all over the country. Devastation of the profession. So, I decided to try to find something else to do for a while. I bought a 23' school bus and I'm on the road to see if I can figure out what that might be.