|Palace of the Governors|
Well, to this day it is doing just that. Santa Fe sees thousands of tourist a year, and this year our group was one of those many. When we exited from the monotonous interstate into Santa Fe it felt like entering an episode of The Twilight Zone, especially as we got closer to the Santa Fe Plaza. I imagined I had been turned into a doll and placed into a child's “model-toy-set” of an adobe city. Though I could recognize that I was still in America, the city was unlike any other in this country. Short, plain adobe structures line the streets, which is very different than the territorial style I am used to. The adobe was amazing to look upon, especially the accent of color placed only on doors, windows, and gates. I was blessed to wake at dawn each day in Santa Fe. Each morning, I strolled through the city just before sunrise to watch the sun slowly paint the pinkish, brownish adobe buildings with a special grace foreign to my eyes.
|Local shop displaying local art|
|Movie set in the Plaza|