A
breakfast courtesy of the Best Western Hotel which included, for the first
time, individually prepared omelettes which we pretty good. A short drive down town through some very old houses which we guess might be at least a little
expensive and we arrived by the side of the Pueblo River Walk.
The
river walk was created from a need to clear water from the town to stop
flooding and they have added gardens and statues, also plenty of places to stop
and contemplate and also an outdoor stage where no doubt they hold concerts in
the summer season. There is a boat ride, as the who walkway is 1.5 miles out
and back the boat ride is quite unnecessary really but there you are. We
stopped for a cup of coffee in a nice little coffee house and café where both
office people and hippies went to taste what is on offer. They also serve a
massive choice of tea using leaves which must be a little unique.
We took route
50 out to the airport and found an atmospheric Diner covered with photos of
planes and model planes hanging from the ceiling. The airport was not an over
busy place and we had missed the only scheduled flight of the day which had
left at 0655 this morning. There did not seem to be a return journey though?
We
arrived at the museum which was not overcrowded and were lucky to get a
personal tour for about two hours with one of the managers who clearly loved
his job and had spent many trips to the UK visiting old US Air Force bases. He
was very interesting but the only negative was that he was only interested in
what he had to say and not listen to comments from his guests, oh well never
mind. We then headed back in to town and visited the Best Buy store for a few
bits and pieces and then on to Albertsons for our evening meal. We did look at
the microwave ready meals but after one second dismissed them in favour of
quite good salads and a chunk of carrot cake. A side trip to the Liquor store
for a bottle of their cheapest but finest Chardonnay courtesy of ‘Fat Bastard’
wines of France.
An
evening of blogging, sorting photos and generally mucking about. Tomorrow we
have about a 300 mile drive east on Route 50 to Dodge City and some cowboys, Jennifer
is quite excited and I don’t understand why.
