Two days, three tacos, two enchiladas, five mentions of frito pies, four milagros, numerous iced coffees: Santa Fe.

Red adobe buildings, striking against the blue sky. Bright flowers paired with dusty streets. Tacos covered with pumpkin seed pesto. An eclectic mix of new and old. Colors everywhere: red ristras hanging on balconies, stacks of turquoise and yellow striped blankets, a bright blue canopy to provide shade in the heat of the day. An ongoing visual flurry, all under the Southwest sun.