I felt on top of the world in Santa Fe. Literally. As in, we were so high up I struggled to get enough oxygen into my body and ended up with a cracking headache and nosebleeds. I didn’t mind though to be honest, and it didn’t take long to get used to the feeling and start enjoying the lighter mountain air.
New Mexico is great and it almost felt like we were actually in Mexico. Everything is sunny and colourful. I loved it.
We wandered around the old part of the city and pottered through the street stalls of Native American goods.
Dinner was at an authentic Mexican restaurant and after half a litre of margarita, it was safe to assume I had overcome my mountain sickness.