Day 2469: Bless you heart!

Red wall 1: photo, collage and digital series.

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Howdy from Santa Fe. New Mexico!

We left early this morning from Irene's home in PVE for LAX.

I have learned a lesson on this trip. Pack LESS!

I have a carry on, and a bag that is way too heavy.

Irene has a backback and a bag. I'm so envious. 

LAX was hoping, made it through the security rat maze, 

past the beautiful drug dog who was really on duty.

Even had minimal trouble scanning my 2 titanium hips.

But because we taking American Eagle we had to transfer 
from LAX on a bus to our "puddle-jumper" (an Aunt Vonda term).

My carry on bag is a spinner and is fine, but the bag 

I had over-loaded with my laptop, a few art supplies, 

journal, a blanket, my ostrich pillow, an umbrella, 

a folding bag, my glasses, you get the idea.

It was so heavy that it would tip over the spinner. 

Not all the time, but too often. 

The blog title came from a kind man who saw me 

trying to carry both bags onto the shuttle. 

He was so kind, "bless your heart" came out of my mouth!

He again offered when disembarking, and I 
thanked him again. I added that I've turned into a 

Grandma that says bless your heart. He laughed and was off.

This is looking forward and back in our little plane.

Another kind man helped me put my spinner in the overhead.

I blessed his heart too. My bag fit under the seat. An hour and thirty minutes later we again unloading and in search of our rental car.
While in Albuquerque, we wanted to see our dear friends, 
so we arranged to meet them at the Range cafe.

An crazy place, with great food. 

Turns out there are six Range cafes, and 

we were sitting in one, Ron and Terry in another.

We joined them for a delicious meal. Then they took us

around Old Town in Albuquerque, a lovely area. 

Next we visited their new home of less than a year.

They are transplants from Minnesota, so love the change.

We had a wonderful visit and so enjoyed their beautiful home, which could qualify as an outstanding art gallery. Wow! 

Thanks, Ron and Terry 

for a terrific lunch and day with you both.

At 6:15 we left Albuguerque for Santa Fe, Irene drove the  beautiful drive, a little rain and amazing clouds.

At 7:30 pm we arrived at our rooms at Santa Fe Motel & Inn.

The early evening Santa Fe sky from our balcony.

Irene and son, Alex had stayed here before and it is charming. 

Wanna see my room? I thought you might. 

Irene's is similar and next door.

my bed

my kitchenette

my bathroom above, and shower below.

see my ducky?

shampoo, conditioner and body wash in shower

To me, charming is in the details. 

Thanks so much for stopping by, 
I'll share more Santa Fe tomorrow?

A smile for Tuesday ...

Day 2468: Tha amazing Borobudur!

beauties 8: old photo, collage & digital.

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As I mentioned in Day 55 post, 2,413 days ago ...
on the 1990 trip with my Dad, we visited Yogyakarta.

The morning of our flight I asked what we would see there? 

They said, Oh, you're going to the Borobudur!" 

I had never heard of this amazing destination.

This famous Buddhist temple, dating from the 8th and 

9th centuries, is located in central Java. 

It was built in three tiers: a pyramidal base with five 
concentric square terraces, the trunk of a cone with three 
circular platforms and, at the top, a monumental stupa. 

The walls and balustrades are decorated with fine 
low reliefs, covering the total surface area. 
Around the circular platforms are 72 openwork stupas, 
each containing a statue of the Buddha. 
The monument was restored with UNESCO's help in the 1970s.

The Borobudur Temple in Java sank and was covered 
with volcanic eruptions for over a thousand years.  

This really is what it looked like as we approached.

My Dad chose to stay on the bus with A/C.

The temple is huge, ten levels, with very steep stairways. 

Steps were 12" high and 8" deep, so my big foot had to be angled.

Our guide said making it to the top ensured going to heaven.

I was determined.

Each pupa held a buddha, each with different 

hand positions depending on the direction faced.

Two hours later, I was in heaven.

It remains the most impressive place I have ever visited, 

both in size and historic significance. 

Thanks Dad for the opportunity to visit the Borobudur.

I love this strange shot. Do you?

A smile for Monday ...

Day 2467: Meet Emily the Emu.

Red Wall: photos, digital collage.

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Next Saturday is the  Tustin Historical Home Tour. 

It's an annual May tradition in our little town.

I'll be out of town then, so I thought I'd share

some pictures from 2012. 

It's a walking tour of older homes on unusually large lots.

              

But who would expect to meet "Emily"? An emu!

I was captivated.

Emily was curious.

Then pensive, as she was pretty sure I didn't have food.

        

Not known for my moderation, I shot continually, 

from every angle,  like a paparazzi with a diva. 

And then it was done. 

Posing was done, I was excused.

Checking on the weather for Santa Fe ....

hint, hint!

A smile for Sunday ...