New Mexican Adventure

The opening scene scene:  A red Volvo SUV carrying four super excited, slightly tired, and caffeine wired friends on an 8 hour drive to a small town a state and a half away.  Sipapu, New Mexico.

It started out as a road trip where four friends would share the driving equally but, one saw it as a Challenge. And that man accepted the challenge with his trusty sidekicks, Kevin and a case of red bull, don't get me wrong, Kevin did his share of the driving too but not during the part that is significant to the story.

Nina and I were in the back seat I on one side, she on the other, reading The Game of Thrones and The Fault in our Stars, whist these plots were consuming our thoughts, we took turns, constantly interrupting each other to have our famous "half conversations" in which absolutely no one, especially the poor boys in the front knows what is going on.  About half an hour into the drive, we both took a pill for motion sickness so that we could read the whole trip.  These however were not non drowsy and they quickly took Nina from complete consciousness to some odd state in-between consciousness and her absolute dream world.  It took a little longer to work on me so I continued with my reading, sad that my friend had left me for a vacation with the inside of her eyelids.  I had no concern with what surrounded me, I was confident that my friends would get us safely to the half way mark but that wouldn't happen without some bumps and a swerve.

We were nearing the boarder between Oklahoma and Texas to the West.  We were not far from the boarder when Brandon, in a mild tone said, "Wait...What?" Before my eyes had lifted off the page we had slid quickly and precisely into the other lane while a speeding car with bright lights, went off in the opposite direction.  But we were all safe.

I felt like that part of the story would sound better as a kind of "thriller" I don't know, this is just me avoiding my actual work.

But the gist of the story is, my friend saved us all from a drunk driver, who was East bound in the West lane.  It was incredible and it is something I will probably never forget.

When we finally made it to the town in New Mexico, after few other problems, it was early in the morning, still dark, and everyone was asleep.  We had a very hard and frustrating time finding the stupid night office but once we did, and once we finally got to our room, we all felt much better about recent occurrences.  We were safe and we had beds and a heater, all was good.

UNTILLLLLLL 8:00 AM.
According to Kevin's phone said it was 10:00 but I do assure you that was not the case.

The boys/men? Guys woke early and were eager to explore, rent their gear, and ultimately board.  Nina and I however were not.  We had all agreed to sleep till 10 and we, being women of our word did just that.
We awoke at the proper time and it was time for me to make my decision.  I ultimately after much talking at Nina decided to not part take in the winter sport we had come up to do.  I was tired from work and just wanted a break and on top of that my heath insurance had lapsed because my parents were switching carriers that fateful weekend, I, being quite accident prone decided not to risk it, oh the irony in that looking back.

That first day I got hiking trail information determined to steal one of my friends from the slopes to go with.  But while I waited, I went to the bar, had a drink and some small conversations with a bartender named Jeff and went back to my lovely bed to read and relax in the beautiful sunlight.

It hadn't been more than two hours when I saw a tall, thin guy limping toward my doorway, it was Kevin.  I quickly put my book down to see if he was okay, he had injured his knee in a fall and was fatigued and was going to go back to bed.  He assured me he was fine and I continued to read.  Not five minutes later did I see another person walking toward the door, this time it was Brandon with what he thought, and was later confirmed to be a dislocated shoulder.  At this point I thought to myself "What next?" And then I saw a little girl holding her side walking slowly to the door frame.  One run had injured ALL of my friends! I felt awful for all of them and did my best to comfort and doctor them in what ways they would allow me to.

At this point I felt like the trip was kind of a bust, I wasn't boarding, no one could go hiking with me, and I hadn't really done anything.  That night we went to Taos and had a really fun time at dinner, came back went to bed early.  The next day everyone went out again and did a few runs, Nina gave up early, unable to get over her pain and so I had a companion.  This night was my favorite because we watched a football game, ate, and played cards together.  It was the first thing that we all did together it was really fun.

I didn't want to get into the details in a play by play fashion but I feel like I kind of did, so I am sorry if this was way too long.  I had an amazing trip with my friends, and I hope we do something similar next year, and I hope that Kyle can come because, you were missed!!



UPDATE:
For those that are interested I have packed up most of what I am donating to charity.  Last night I was putting in some old jackets and pants, which were juicy couture, and I thought "how lucky these less fortunate people will be to have designer clothes"  and then quickly, how bitchy/rude/stupid/inconsiderate that sounds hit me.  I am not ashamed to admit I thought that because I can proudly say, that is not me.  I am donating those clothes because I do not wear them, not because they are fancy and I think my contributions are better.  I would like to apologize to the world for even thinking that because it disgusts me.


I hope you all are having a wonderful week and that you continue to do so!

Song of the day: (Trip inspired) "Bounce that dick" by Jenna Marbles.