Laying on the bed in our Sante Fe hotel room trying to keep busy. The antibiotics I am on are fucking up my stomach and doing anything that involves moving is very unappealing. Which is OK because it does not seem like there is too much to do here in Sante Fe. Yesterday, when we arrived, we went downtown, ate at a small cafe and spooked out the super old church before we had to leave due to me feeling like shit. I wouldn't mind going back to take pictures and walk around more if my stomach ever settles. Now Bobby is feeling sick so our Sante Fe experience might not be remembered too fondly!
It seems to be snowing outside.