After driving 12 hours we are sitting at a hotel in Limon, Colorado. The last hundred miles or so were on the Santa Fe trail. It was eerie driving along before dusk thinking about all the pioneers that came that way. At noon we stopped at a wonderful little Mexican Resturant, it was the real deal, it was near Villaneuva a little Mexican town that happens to be in New Mexico. The place is located where no one but locals could patronize it. We had beef and cheese burritos, with green chili, and a side dish of whistle beans. Tonight we should hear the serenade from the whistle beans. Up early and back to Hazen tomorrow. We both need to see professional help and find out why we went back.
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