Part two of my business trip has brought me to Santa Fe, New Mexico, and I'm in love. The unbelievably wide expanses of azure sky, the adobe buildings, the 300+ art galleries, the delicious food and the intoxicating, ever-present scent of piñon smoke in the air are all making me wish I could extend my stay here. Christmas must be a magical time in Santa Fe; it's cold enough to feel properly festive, but you're also in the middle of the desert. What a cool, exotic juxtaposition.
I'm also surprised at how much I'm digging the traditional Southwestern décor — the warm colours, the Navajo rugs and blankets, the cowhide-upholstered furniture, and even the animal skulls are all strangely appealing. I could spend hours wandering through the little markets filled with beautiful Mexican punched tin mirrors and strings of chili peppers. A few questions: Is it too soon to redecorate my apartment? Why did I only bring one suitcase? And as fabulous as these items seem here, how dumb would they look back in my downtown Toronto condo?
All photos taken by me on a crappy digital camera, so please excuse the poor quality!