land of enchantment

summary of my weekend:
fri: drive to South Bend, catch train to Chicago. Haul 2 rollers and 2 backpacks (one on the front: hot.) around downtown to pick up my visa for Spain. Catch public transit to Midway airport (including hauling all crap up 2 flights of stairs... do they not believe in elevators?? If you're in a wheelchair...you... take a taxi?) Fly to Denver. Meet up with sister and her boyfriend, Nate. Fly on same plane with Nate to Albuquerque, meet up with parents. Wait for Kelcie. Make Juevos Rancheros in the camper. Drive to polo field in the middle of the desert outside of Santa Fe and camp for the night.
sat: hang around while Kelcie and Nate start warming up for the tourney, throw a disc around. Some guys from a Santa Fe/Española team desperately needed women. (i.e. their 2 didn't show.) So I ended up playing in the tournament with a strange mix of people, ages 22-50. Three of the men on the team are sikhs and wear turbans. One guy (my age-ish) brought a banjo to play between games, and we all hung out and had a lot of fun. Since out team only had 2 women, we both had to play all 7 games on friday. And this tournament was called "Savage 7777777." Which means you play 7 games to 7. 7 people on the field, of course. No subs. One injury sub if needed and one time out, if needed, per game. It was pretty exhuasting. Afterward we went to the roller rink that was rented out for the tourney and ate some yummy enchiladas and watched other people rollerblade around. I didn't have the legs for that.
sun: wake up sore, go out to the fields again, play 3 more games. Hang out and watch Kelcie and Nate's last game and a half. Watch the finals. good times. And did I mention that it was beautiful weather (if a bit more wind at times than desired)? It was gorgeous. mountains.sun.warm. ah, New Mexico. Took Kelcie and Nate back to the airport in ABQ and went to stay with some family friends.
mon: do some gross shopping in ABQ, drive home. gorgeous.
tues: watch a storm roll through over the mountains. admired the parents' garden. go get books from the library. make yummy food. I should be a chef in a New Mexican restaurant, no? ;) its good to be home. I guess our self-named motto of "land of entrapment" is holding pretty true.