I found a great little breakfast place – the last thing I expected to find in Carlsbad, to be honest. Blue House Bakery Café, located on N Canyon Street, turned out to be one of those little gems you encounter every now and then. Housed in a small blue bungalow on a side street, the inside was warm and welcoming. And breakfast was AMAZING! I ordered an egg, green chiles, cheese and asparagus on a croissant and a double latté. Just after I sat down at a table, my phone rang and it was my friend, Katy, calling from High Point, NC to check in while she had coffee!
We had a great conversation about all kinds of things, including my recent doubts and whinging, Max, her upcoming trip to Italy with Scott, weather, friends… What can I say? It was wonderful to spend 20 minutes or so on the phone with her!
Meanwhile, the croissant sandwich was out of this world! New Mexico knows chiles, and Lisa at Blue House knows how to put together a great breakfast sandwich on an excellent croissant.
After breakfast, and a nice morning walk with Max around the big block, I went back inside and gave a blog card to Lisa, who had prepared my delicious breakfast. We had a nice conversation about my trip and I asked for suggestions on where to take him in Carlsbad for some exercise. Before we knew it, three people were involved in a discussion of where to go. We settled on a fenced ball field on Cherry Street, where one of the women said a lot of people took their dogs. With grateful thanks, I left and Max and I went and had a pleasant half hour chasing the tennis ball before we headed for Carlsbad Caverns. How could I be this close and not go to this quintessential American attraction? It was truly a gorgeous morning, crisp and sunny, and I was so happy to be on the road and zigzagging rather than going in a straight line from one point on the map to the next!
I was totally unprepared for the immensity and beauty of the Big Room at Carlsbad Caverns. The self-guided tour, which I chose due to the fact that I had missed the morning Ranger guided tours, was one to 1-1/2 hours long, and I found it to be a very moving experience.
All in all, my experience was another spiritual one. This immense cavern, softly lit in places, and darker in others, was hushed and humbling. As I walked, I thought of all the places around the world that have limestone caves – many we know, but probably many undiscovered.
It’s just awe inspiring to me to think of this hidden beauty all over the world, and the intricacy of what water can do over the ages. Also, to think of the caves where prehistoric peoples left their marks on the walls…
I came out into a beautiful sunny breezy afternoon, feeling exhilarated. I brought Max out of the car, and he was oh-so-happy to see me after an hour and a half. He’s always frisky in wind, and he pranced and danced around me, grabbing gently at my hand with his mouth, making me feel even happier to be alive and to be on that mesa with my happy pup.
Before we left the parking lot, I had to make a decision – which way to head? Backtrack North through Carlsbad to Roswell? Or head West towards Silver City, which would take me through El Paso, Texas? I decided to go to Roswell, because it was closer.
Also, I’ve been feeling a bit like a stranger in a strange land, so Roswell (with its history of aliens and UFOs) seemed like the place to go. So, here we are in Roswell, and there’s snow coming our way! The prediction for tonight, tomorrow, and Wednesday is for snow showers with accumulations of only a couple of inches, but temperatures – in the daytime – are only going to reach the 20s! Even so, we’ve got it better than a lot of you in the rest of the country who are looking at a BIG blizzard heading your way. Stay warm!