Just about everyone we told about being in New Mexico said we should go to Santa Fe.  So the morning after camping at White Sands Nicholas and Pokin packed up the bags while I waited in the back seat, and then we drove on up.

I’m not sure what we were expecting.  It seems to be a town geared towards selling junk to tourists.

There’s a church.

And an older one that we didn’t pay to go in..  And lots of souvenirs.  Oh and lots of peppers.

We walked to the square.

We walked up some historic hill.

We ate chips and sat in the lobby of a downtown hotel.

Cool we can say we’ve been to Santa Fe.