The sky was a light blue this morning.
When we pulled into Gallup, New Mexico, for lunch, the wind was a steady 30 mph. We decided a picnic lunch was not possible, so we ate at KFC. Everyone else there was Native American. They looked at us with interest. A seated man started saying loudly, "Step back." He repeated this many times with a loud voice, not speaking to anyone in particular. Everyone was uncomfortable. I got up to leave and rushed George, so he inadvertently threw away his cookie. Two women gave me kind smiles. Outside one of the women spoke to me, "We have a homeless problem." I said that we also have homeless in Atlanta. She said, "That's where you're from? Welcome to New Mexico." She gave me a little smile/grimace. Then she got into a big red truck. I appreciated her time and words.
We drove on to Old Town Albuquerque without incident. We walked around the ten block area, noticing how many people were out and about on a Monday afternoon. Then we realized The 45th Balloon Fiesta is this week. For the first nine days of October, hundreds of hot air balloonists come to Albuquerque to compete and celebrate. Most of the activity is on the weekends, but we may be able to see some balloons in the morning.
Many shops had balloon decorations or signs welcoming balloonists.
These red pepper bouquets would look good as a Christmas wreath.
San Felipe de Neri has continuously served Albuquerque since 1706.
That's also the year Albuquerque became a New Mexican settlement.
We drove over the Rio Grande on the way to our apartment.
Our airbnb apartment for tonight: The owner is an artist, and the
walls have cool art plus bright colors.
Sunset from our porch in Albuquerque.
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