Beth and my dad have both been watching Breaking Bad, which is set in Albuquerque. I've only seen one episode, which has led therealtavie to call me a hipster contrarian. I just feel I don't really have any time to invest in TV these days, what with my free time being tied up in making blog posts. Anyway, on Monday, she took pictures of a few places from the show and bought some blue meth candy and a postcard from the Candy Lady in Old Town.
Also in Old Town, we saw this inflatable Noah's Ark. It looks like Clifford is in the front, but closer inspection revealed that the animal had stripes, and so is probably actually supposed to be a tiger.
I also found it amusing that there are stores advertising that they sell fetishes, when what they mean are Native American style carvings of animals. I get the impression that's not what most Americans think of when they see the word "fetish." Then again, maybe someone's sexual fetish IS a carving of a bear or a frog. It's not my place to judge. No, apparently the word can refer to any object thought to have magical power, and it was first used in a sexual way by the psychologist Alfred Binet. Getting back to the main topic, we had lunch at a place called the Falling Star, where I ate during all three of my trips to Albuquerque. When I first visited in 1999, though, it was called the Double Rainbow. Apparently some ice cream company with the same name forced them to change it. This was all before that YouTube video with the guy freaking out about the double rainbow became a phenomenon. That night we played a card game called Oh Hell, although my family calls it "Aw Phooey" as sort of an inside joke.
Tuesday was the last day I had off, so after lunch at the Olive Garden with my dad and grandparents, we flew back home. The flights were all pretty much on time, so that was relatively painless, although we didn't always get to sit together. It was a short trip, but a worthwhile one.