How nostalgic it was to see things from my childhood, but this time with an appreciation for the things as they are. I went to stay with my grandparents this past weekend in ABQ New Mexico. It was weird for me to see things from 8-10 years ago. Constantly trying to figure out where I was or what I recognized, remembering the small things from my few years of living there. I spent the day in Santa Fe, checking out the art museums and the plaza. Drove highway 14 through the mountains to stop and see some of the mountain towns along the way towards Edgewood NM (where I spent a few years growing up). Along with these things, I was able to spend some time with my grandparents exploring the petroglyphs, old town plaza, and the Indian Pueblo Culture Center, and squeezing in as much hatch green chile as we could.
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