Our trip began around eight when when after packing the car we headed off to De Leon Donuts. Sadly, when we arrived the place was closed. We found out later that their fryer was broken. We continued down the road to Gorman where we were able to pick up some kolaches, and some cream cheese filled donut holes. I learned after several attempts the best way to experience their cream cheese goodness was to devour them whole in one bite.
Our drive was quite pleasant as we made our way to Ruidiso. We were only on the interstate for a short period of time, and most of the drive was traffic free on the back roads. We stopped in Brownfield for lunch at Long John Silvers, and were able to fill up the car with gas for $3.39 a gallon. We quickly learned when we crossed into New Mexico that gas was going to be a whole lot higher in price.
The terrain along the way was pretty flat through Texas. We did see a few mesas that reminded me of our past trips to Lubbock. Once we passed Roswell, though, the New Mexico landscape began to boast the Sacramento Mountain Range. We arrived to Mountain Time Zone, and stopped by the rental office to give them a copy of Chuck’s driver’s license.
The temperature was noticeably cooler in the high fifties, and we were thrilled to have escaped the heat of Texas. We continued on to our rental which was about five minutes down the road. As we climbed up the hill that led to our place we were excited to see that the view did not disappoint. It wasn’t long before we were sitting on the porch gazing through pine trees, and admiring the mountain in the close distance. The clouds hovered around like a foggy mist. Even with a light rain everything seemed just perfect.
Our rental was absolutely gorgeous. Brittany had done a wonderful job choosing not only a place with a view, but also a cozy little get away. We learned later, after speaking with our neighbor that the whole place had recently been renovated. The interior was a designer’s dream, and we wasted no time getting settled.
Later we changed out of our shorts into jeans and long sleeves for dinner. We had gotten a recommendation for dinner at a place called Casa Blanca. However, when we arrived the place was closed. As I checked the internet I discovered that the majority of the town’s restaurants were closed not only on Tuesday, but also Wednesday. We found that quite odd, but later we learned that we were visiting during the low season, and getting reliable help seemed to be a challenge for most of the restaurants.
We ended up eating dinner at a lovely place named Cafe Caliento. We both chose burgers, although two different types, and fries, and they were absolutely delicious. We did notice, though, that the prices were considerably higher than Stephenville. We also knew from past experiences that eating every meal out gets old pretty quickly, so we knew that a trip to the grocery store would be in order.
After we left we stopped by an Allsups for some after dinner ice cream. We’ve both gotten quite spoiled to this habit. The man who worked there directed us to a small market around the corner where we picked up a box of Bluebell mini ice cream sandwiches. We returned home and settled into a relaxing evening of watching our latest Netflix obsession, Suits.
All was well until Chuck came to bed later that night. I had noticed that the mattress was not going to win any awards for extreme comfort, but as soon as Chuck got into the bed he proceeded to roll to the center. It was quite reminiscent of an old I Love Lucy episode. I moved closer to the edge and fell back asleep, but we did get a good laugh the next morning when we sent Brittany the infamous scene of Fred and Ethel preparing for bed.
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