2022 Spring Break- 1. Santa Fe UNFINISHED

It is hard to imagine that people in today's society are still willing to live in such an adobe house made of mud. It is even harder to believe that an entire modern city is of this color and style. This city is Santa Fe, a cultural center that perfectly combines modern American, primitive indigenous, cowboy and Spanish colonial cultures, and attracts people from all over the world to the southwestern United States.

We started planning our spring break a month ago. I wanted to go skiing, and S wanted to visit an art gallery and find a cafe to work in a sunny place. We hit it off and decided to revisit his university. After we decided on the time and place, it was not difficult to book the air tickets and hotel on Expedia. We spent ten days touring two cities, driving to the White Sands National Park and the Lava Park in the south, and exploring two ski resorts to recharge for the second half of the semester. Poor Bell was pulled out of school for ten days and had to do his homework online, but he was so happy that he said "worth it".

To be honest, although the history of the United States is not long, some small towns built by early indigenous people or European colonists are still very distinctive. It is said that Indians lived near Santa Fe around 1000 AD, and around 1670, the Spanish established a typical colonial city, which is the oldest city in American history that is still the capital. In order to protect the unique style left by the early Indians and later Spanish colonists, the Santa Fe City Government stipulates that all buildings must be Spanish territorial or Pueblo Revival style. Although this ceiling regulation is rigid, it objectively makes Santa Fe a holy place in the hearts of pilgrims from all over the world.

Day 1: Departure to Albuquerque

After getting off the plane, I rented a car and had fried Lanzhou ramen and fish-flavored eggplant. I felt like I was back home and was in a good mood. I checked into Hacienda Resort and had a drink and worked on my computer during Happy Hours from 5 to 7 o'clock. Before going to bed, I went out in slippers to walk around the gym and the city center. Guadalupe is a road around the city center. The busiest one in the middle is San Francisco Street, which passes through the old city Plaza.

Day 2: Santa Fe Ski

After walking through the snow forest for more than half an hour, we changed our equipment and started the class at 9 o'clock. The instructor took us directly to the greenway. Santa Fe Ski Resort has a total of 87 ski slopes. The cableway halfway up the mountain is the black and diamond slopes that have been groomed. There are also black slopes at the bottom of the mountain, mainly because there is Balgo (similar to wild snow). Bell and I followed the class until noon. I joked with S that I felt that this bearded ski instructor was like a university professor of the Great Book. He told me about the terrain and names of the ski slopes, and often skied to the historical explanation of why this person or place was called that name. I had to pull him back to the reality that Bell came to learn skiing many times, and reiterated my point of view that skiing is about practice, and professional practice with brains and expert guidance. I feel that the coaching fee is not worth it, but it is better than nothing, and Bell has some professional posture when he was a beginner. I also learned three things on the basis of the original: First, when skiing, look into the distance and use the target within your sight to drive your body. Second, continue to strengthen the way of sliding with small and large turns, and practice the outside of one leg to drive the whole body. Third, a method for sprinting intermediate and advanced levels is to start intentionally practicing with jumps when sliding. After the coach finished training on the blue track and explained the terrain and various snow trails, he dropped us off at noon halfway up the mountain for lunch. Most people were chatting and drinking beer in the outdoor dining pool. We hid in the house in the sun, ate and sat for an hour, and finally skied two more laps with Belle, and two more laps on our own. At 3:30, the weather started to get cloudy, so we headed home. On the way back, we saw Wanbo, and while Belle was sleeping like a piglet, we walked around the ST. JOHN campus, five years of memories, dormitories, bookstores, classrooms, and auditoriums were built one by one at the foot of the mountain. It happened to be spring break with few students, and the sunset was very charming. Father and Son night.

Day 3: Taos Snowshoeing (Sat.)

After breakfast, drive two hours to Taos Downtown; take Chinese class and have lunch; go to 2pm and buy Boots, Patagonia, Oxygen and ski socks and glasses; take photos of ski boots from 3 to 5pm; return at 6pm and have dinner till 8pm.

I had only heard that Taos was a famous Indian cultural town before, but I was shocked by the ski resort in the town after I arrived. I thought Santa Fe was already very good, but Taos was at least twice as big. The degree of inclination of the ski lift was amazing as soon as I entered the mountain gate, and the supporting facilities were very complete. The family of three simply enjoyed the town slowly, shopping, and sunbathing. Finally, we chose the roof of a small restaurant to have lunch while Bell took a Chinese online class. It was also the first time in my life that I had their authentic green pepper grain soup. The seafood salad here was also good. After renting snowshoes at two o'clock, we headed into the mountains. Bell helped me put on snowshoes, just like I taught him to put on ski boots yesterday, but he was more patient than me. The shoes look like a big rake to help increase the force area of the sole, and the special metal is very light. There are barbs on the sole to help people get close to the icy road when walking. It costs $20 to rent a cane for a day. The crunching and sweeping walking in the snow in the woods is very healing. Sometimes they went up the hill to explore, and we kept singing to follow the sound, sometimes Bell secretly rolled snowballs to attack, and sometimes S found artistic patterns of various vegetation in the snow to capture the photo. Two hours was just right, and we began to sweat slightly. The three of us took off all our clothes and our thighs began to ache. We returned our snow gear and went to a famous Mexican restaurant recommended by the people in the town before leaving. We actually had a free side dish similar to the tiger skin peppers in Northeast China. The first time I let S order food for me, he saw that I liked seafood and soup in Chinese, so he ordered two more of the same thing. When I came back from the bathroom, I shouted, "I don't want to eat the same thing twice a day." He said pitifully, "It seems that this is the first time you let me order food for you and the last time." Fortunately, the last dessert was very special "burned ice cream", and Bell's plate of chicken was also eaten up, but I'm still not used to eating Mexican beans.

Day 4 Santa Fe Downtown (Sun)

I went upstairs early in the morning to drink coffee, read and have breakfast before the busy day arrived. After the waiter added wood to the fireplace, he turned around and handed me a local newspaper, then smiled and said to me, "Sunshine, coffee and books, you have everything you need for a perfect morning!"

The two sleeping beauties finally woke up and joined me for breakfast. After hearing the news that Jing's flight was delayed, they decided to return the car first. I took the opportunity to walk around the town and meet up at noon.

Most of the shops in the town were closed on Sunday, so I went to a few clothing stores. It was a little expensive, but it was a good opportunity to meet and chat with the locals. While I was choosing and trying, they recommended some delicious restaurants and fun places. I was surprised to find that such a small town was so diverse. The owner of your shop spoke with a London accent. After chatting with her, I found out that she was Swedish. She also shared with me that her favorite Chinese food was Lu Lu. Her clerk also gave me the name of her favorite African restaurant before I left.

After receiving the information that Jing Hotel had made a mistake and had to coordinate again, I simply sat in a very simple style spa shop. I felt that this town had everything good, with human touch, strong artistic atmosphere, and diverse tourism resources, but the climate was too dry, the terrain was high and the ultraviolet rays were strong, so I took a break while replenishing water. Later it turned out that this short break was very wise. At noon, the father and son failed to return the car and asked me to

Breakfast, car return, facial, clothes shopping; Happy Hour at Drudry Hotel

Day 5 (Mon)

One Thousands Waves

Coyote Lunch

Afternoon National Park

6:50pm Parents' meeting

Day 6 (Tues)

Santa Fe bookstore, small shop, art gallery, Meow Wolf escape room; Pantry

Day 7 (Wed) White Sands National Park and Lava National Park; Thai dinner; dinner grocery

Day 8 (Thursday) owl lunch;

Day 9 (Friday) downtown