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After three days without a shower (free camping, it is what it is) we arrived to a motel in Socorro, AZ. We overnight there with the sole purpose of visiting the NRAO: National Radio Astronomy Observatory. They’re here…
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In our third day in Arizona we arrive to the visitor center at Canyon de Chelly. I pick up a brochure to learn about the canyon, its caves and dwellings, and a name stands up: “Massacre Cave.” To some extent, everybody knows…
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Before the rest of the world knew about the existence of what we call America, some Ancestral Puebloans (also known as Anasazi, which has come to mean “ancient people” in Navajo, who populated this part of the land…
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After picking up our tent in the middle of a desert night storm and spending the rest of the night in the car, we arrive to Monument Valley, and all our troubles are now worth it. Despite the fact that there are around 60 National Parks in the US, there’s only nine Tribal Parks (managed by Native Americans)…
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Here we go. I’m still vacation-drunk from our West/South West roadtrip. Unbelievably gorgeous. First stop, Colorado Springs, a kind of ugly city disrupting the blunt beauty of the Rockies. And then, there’s the Garden of…
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We’re at a beer festival, and the glass is Kenny’s. I’m holding it while I make him take pictures of me, which isn’t exactly his hobby, bless him. And when he’s not taking pictures, he carries the 100 lbs camera, except this time…
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When we moved to Kansas City I feared I was going to miss Chicago terribly. And I do, but the benefits of living in a small city are many. One of many is affordable culture, and available seats. I love you Chicago, but you…
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First Friday, and first time I was asked to be taken a picture of. My introvert-me hated it, my egomaniac-me loved it. Anyhow, every first Friday of the month in the Crossroads district, art galleries open until late…
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If you’re reading this post you probably know that I have an Instagram account. FINALLY! For some stupid reason I have a public blog but hesitate to share it further than with my facebook friends. Thanks to the multiple…
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Talking about misleading titles. Kansas is not home, and not because we live in the Missouri part of Kansas City. Yet, everyday we spend here, we’re closer to our Spanish home, which is not an apartment, but our loved ones…
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A few Sundays ago we spent the day in Orson Welles hometown. On the menu, Frank’s Diner famous garbage plate: your American breakfast, all mixed up. Genius, and delicious. After brunch, a nostalgic walk by the Southport Beach House, that used to host beach…
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