Yesterday was my 65th birthday. I suppose someday the time will come when I’m not excited about it being my birthday, but not yet. Age is just a number after all and it’s a question of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter! I woke up to fresh brewed coffee, a birthday card and a present, then after breakfast the phone calls started. I was still getting calls at bedtime! I am so blessed by family and friends!
We ate lunch at the Sunset Grill amid artist’s sketches of movie stars of several eras. I sort of expected the menu to have cutesy movie names, but no, the specials were a chimichanga with red (hot) or green (milder) sauce, and taco salad. (Side note here, why is it that sometimes the red sauce is hotter and sometimes it’s the green? We’ve learned to ask since we usually prefer the hotter flavor.) While we were in Silver City on Tuesday, we met a woman who suggested that LaCocina, the Mexican restaurant we went to our first evening in T or C, also had the best steaks around. So for dinner, we had steaks, with plenty of food left over when we were done.
LeRoy had made reservations for the night at Riverbend Hot Springs resort and spa, not the most luxurious accommodations, but the springs and other guests made up for it. Hot springs feed a series of progressively cooler tubs, five in all of the shared ones. There are private tubs, too, all of them overlooking the Rio Grande. Under the lattice covered patio, you can move from one temperature to another, take a cold shower, or sit and enjoy the view.
The best part of the experience, though, was people watching and conversation. We met a woman from Seattle who works for Boeing there but owns a home in T or C and will be moving here permanently in the next few years when she retires. A couple from the Ft. Worth area owns an antique mall in the Abilene, TX area. Another man works on one of Ted Turner’s massive ranches which his father manages. This morning as we drank coffee and enjoyed the hot springs, we visited with a Scottish man and his American wife who live in Silver City. They were swapping stories with a young woman who was a world traveler and met her husband at Winfield, KS at the bluegrass festival. It is indeed a small world.
Breakfast this morning was an experience in itself. In the tubs, we discussed various places to eat and one guy assured us that Big Food Express in Elephant Butte had the best “real” American breakfast, including whole wheat pancakes. Since the place we’d planned to go was closed today, we went to Big Food (there’s a Sasquatch statue out front) to try it out. First of all, the building has a distinctly Asian look and the sign outside advertises Chinese takeout. Inside, the walls are covered in world travel posters and pictures of Geronimo, with Mexican serapes hanging from the rafters. On the bar (that’s right, it’s also a bar) was a sign for an all-you-can-eat catfish fry. No whole wheat pancakes this morning, just regular ones, and a rather unappetizing remainder of the meal. Oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. It just goes to show that not everyone’s tastes are the same, which accounts for all the variety in restaurants, I guess.
Today we’re back home at Liberty doing what’s necessary for keeping house, whether you live in a mansion or an RV. We’ll have to go back to the grocery store soon or we’ll be out of things to eat. And maybe there’ll be time for a nap later.