Taking a vacation with small kids sometimes isn't a vacation at all. Just ask Jill about Sun afternoon through Tues morning of last week. I was laid up in bed with a stomach/ nausea bug, and Jill was on her own taking care of the kids at our hotel in Albuquerque. We also questioned the decision to take a flight that landed in Indy at midnight on our way home. Getting back in the swing of things is tough after going to bed at 2:30am.
Thankfully, I was at full strength for the rest of the trip, and we also visited lots of friends that entertained the girls. So there was some adult conversation here and there, and we were very proud to show off the girls to friends that only knew us as the couple with lots of free time for bike adventures.
However, as mentioned above, I felt lousy for the next 2 days without an appetite. I hate to blame Los Ojos, so let's just say it was my tummy being wimpy. Regardless, I had a blast riding with Ryan once again (borrowing his very nice black Kogswell) through the Jemez mountains.
We selected our hotel because it had an outdoor pool. A bonus was that we got to see some flooding of I-25 from an impressive thunderstorm.
We also stayed at Edie's house in Abq and the Gac abode in LA (and borrowed Edie's car to get there). Many thanks to our gracious hosts.