A little lay in and then we all had breakfast at the Inn. We walked back into old town past many coloured doors.
Lots of people selling near-identical things along the road outside the Palace of the Governors (the Palace was built in 1610).
“The city of Santa Fe, founded by Spanish colonists in 1610, is the oldest city in the state and the oldest state capital city in the United States”
The highlight of the day was the first good cup of coffee I've had in America this trip. A TINY store (cupboard) called the 'Holy Spirit Espresso'. It was definitely a sign.
Moved by the Spirit of Good Coffee we went to the Catholic church. It was every bit as kitschy as you'd expect it to be.
Santa Fe, as with a lot of New Mexico towns are full of Sugar Skulls. I do like a good Sugar Skull.
We'd left the car back at the hotel after check out, so we wandered our way back as we had to drop Jules at the airport at 430pm.
On the way to Santa Fe, we'd seen signs to 'The Mormon Batallion'. We'd come off to the interstate but hadn't managed to find it. On the return, we saw the sign again and we weren't to be beaten and this time - success. Totally not worth it.
A pizza on the way through. Freshly made and as nice as the one we had back on Monticello.
After dropping Jules back at the Albueqyerque Sunport Airport we headed back to the hotel we'd been the night before last and crashed.