I can say “el snow” because I’m just naturally hilarious. Kind of like the builders of the miserable and apparently abandoned Texan tourist trap up in the mountains called “El Lodge,” so help me. So it’s kind of a meme, I guess, if you can have one of those with just two people.
Be that as it may, when I last checked, road crews were still plowing and salting the route my sweetie takes up to Alamosa, Colorado most weeks. Because of el snow, then, it looks like I’ll be going with her in the morning. Don’t get the wrong idea, now. She’s from Iowa, remember, and once drove a ’65 VW Beetle all the way from Massachusetts to Des Moines in the dead of winter in the middle of a blizzard. It wouldn’t kill her to do this by herself at all, but I’d like to come along: they have curbs and flush toilets up there.
The real reason is that we’re in this together now. She has a long day of teaching ahead of her, and letting me do the white-knuckle driving lets her relax a little. Besides, the trip will be spectacular. When we get there, I’ll just chill out in the student center with Adams State wi-fi and maybe even get some work done. Later we get to go out to dinner and come back to a nice motel in the below-zero darkness.
What could be better? Key West?? Well, maybe. But the Milagros Cafe in downtown Alamosa has the most intense homemade sweet rolls on the face of the earth. The lard and sugar in just one of those could power a small town for days.
This is the West, by damn, and those hippies sure know how to cook.
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Oooh. Thanks for the tip on Milagros. We get to Alamosa a couple of times a year on our way to see family in Texas.
Yes, Milagros is the best!