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How Tim Allen, John Travolta, and Martin Lawrence Stole Our Millkshakes

Wednesday, October 11th, 2006



Annual Balloon Fiesta in Albuquerque

Originally uploaded by skavanagh.

We’ve been in Albuquerque for the past few days. For some reason we both have a soft spot for the place and we’ve been revisiting our old haunts from when we lived here during our 2004 campaign trail travels. To our surprise, a lot of the places that we frequented a mere two years ago no longer exist.

For example: there’s an incredibly cute artists’ community on the turquoise trail that connects Albuquerque to Santa Fe. It’s a little town called Madrid. Actually, “little” doesn’t do it justice — it’s miniscule. It consists of one street. But it’s one of the best streets around — filled with art galleries, a sparse general store, a biker tavern… and… until recently, the best fountain shop on the face of the planet. This little fountain shop (more aptly described as a shoppe perhaps) served soda, which it called phosphates, the most amazing chili dogs, and the best malted milkshakes I’ve ever tasted. I’ve been dreaming about this place ever since we left New Mexico.

So yesterday we took a trip to Madrid with the express purpose of drinking malted milkshakes and eating chili dogs. To our dismay, the fountain shop(pe) of our dreams was no longer there. However, across the street there was a new establishment. A cute little adobe storefront called Maggie’s Diner. We walked over, hoping to drown our sorrows in second-rate malted milkshakes. But our dreams were dashed again. On the door of Maggie’s Diner was a sign that read “This is a movie set. We’re not open for business.” Excuse me? What movie, might I ask, is being shot in little old Madrid, New Mexico? Some internet research answered my question: “Wild Hogs” with Tim Allen, John Travolta, and Martin Lawrence. According to the New Mexico Economic Development Project, ‘“Wild Hogs” is a comedy about a group of frustrated middle-aged biker wannabees who hit the open road in search of adventure, only to encounter a real life biker gang. On their journey they learn the important lessons of life and about each other.’

Oh.

So, Megan and I were left with only one choice for lunch — the actual, real-life biker’s tavern at the end of Madrid’s one little street. Although on other occasions, back in 2004, this tavern had been crawling with Harley’s, yesterday it was filled with a lot of retired couples who had come to the area for Albuquerque’s Annual Balloon Fiesta. They were somewhat less intimidating. But, even though we didn’t encounter any real life biker gangs, we’re still hopeful that we’ll learn the important lessons of life — just like Tim Allen, John Travolta, and Martin Lawrence do. Here’s hoping.

-Sarah (with help from Megan)

“PIFFLE!”

Saturday, October 7th, 2006



God’s Promise to Noah

Originally uploaded by mebrown06.

We’re currently enjoying the best hot chocolate of our lives at Macy’s Coffee in Flagstaff, AZ. And we definitely earned it.

We rolled into the Grandest of Canyons along with a series of thunderstorms. The foreboding clouds darkened our first sunset view of the canyon, but could not deter us. We tooled around the rim in our over-stuffed car and dutifully snapped the money shots they tell you about.

That night, after a dinner of chili in a bread bowl (fatal camping mistake #1), we attended a ranger program. It began with a lanky, 50-something ranger furiously coating his lips with chap stick and counting the change in his pockets while waiting for the dramatic orchestral music to conclude, and it ended with the same ranger throwing a Sponge Bob Square Pants hand puppet onto the stage and shouting “BOOM” into his microphone. Along the way, we learned about the geologic history of the Grand Canyon. Most importantly, we were empowered by Ranger Jim to scream “PIFFLE!” at anyone who claimed any other canyon in the universe was Grand.

We tucked away into our bed rolls soon after. Due to the threat of storms, we had stocked up on an emergency thermal blanket and a tarp, which proved very useful. Thunderstorms raged throughout the night, but we were warm and dry. Until 5:45 am, that is, when we were startled awake by a particularly close storm. Having learned that cars are safe places to ride out lighting strikes, we ran from our tent into our car, wearing only our long underwear, getting sopping wet in the process. Once in the car, we said “hey, why not watch the sun rise?” So we did. Turns out, it’s hard to watch the sun rise in the middle of a thunderstorm. And kind of scary, too. Especially when you’re standing at the edge of a gigantic precipice.

I don’t think Sarah nor I had seen this side of 6 am since, hell, I can’t remember. But our day was started and we were going to make the best of it. We breakfasted, hiked into the canyon, and ate pb&j sandwiches. Then we both took a nap in the car by the side of the road, only to wake up to a beautiful rainbow cascading into the canyon.

We took in another ranger show (by a gay ranger, let’s call him Steve, whom Sarah became quickly enamored of) that took us on a full moon walk along the rim past the burnt forest. Creepy and cool. We then drifted off to sleep, confident that our tent would keep us warm and dry, like it had during the thunderstorm.

That was silly.

Our tent has a bad habit of raining on the inside of the tent when it’s not raining outside. I think it has to do with the condensation from our body heat or something. Our thermal emergency blanket decided to take after our tent and rained as well. It was a rough night.

Lack of sleep didn’t deter us from taking an 8-mile hike along the rim today. We’re now thoroughly exhausted and ready for bed. Especially after our delicious hot chocolate at Macy’s. I will plug this chocolate until I die.

-Megan (with help from Sarah)

Trail Head

Wednesday, October 4th, 2006

Trail Head
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The 3:40 am Express and LA Traffic

Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006

Venice Beach, Santa Monica
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First Day on the Road

Monday, October 2nd, 2006

It begins
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A picture is worth a thousand words… and at least $100

Friday, August 4th, 2006
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