Santa Fe in New Mexico is probably the most unique and most picturesque of the places we've visited. You could walk down the street and feel as though you're in Greece or Spain but for the Adobe buildings that make up 90% of the city's architecture - they seem to sprawl upwards and outwards as if they were added to time and again over the centuries. They also look like theyre made of fudge. There is a beautiful plaza where a temporary stage has been erected as part of the Indian Arts Festival taking place in the city at the same time as our momentous visit.
It is while sitting in the plaza and enjoying one of the bands on the stage that we experience the most colourful of Santa Fe's residents. A drunk mexican man lying at the foot of one of the trees lining the square is using a plastic crate for a head rest so that he can do two things - pour more booze into his face and maintain a vigilant watch on the goings on in the square. In between tracks he offers constructive criticism to those on the stage. Key themes included,
"GO HOME!"
"Nobody wants you here"
"Hey, You. On the stage. Go HOME!"
"Fucking Tourists, Nobody wants you here!"
Combine any of these in any order and you have a fairly good representation of his rhetoric.
Aside from this our time in Santa Fe is uneventful; we buy some very expensive tapas, visit a very old church and see some very crusty hippies.
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