The other day our travels brought us to the Santa Fe Plaza. When we got there we circled around for awhile before Papa finally shut the truck off and we were able to move around. We found ourselves on an old street with a large church at the end of the road.
As this was happening we heard a man say. “That is going to be a great picture!” He came over and gave me some well deserved attention. He then started talking to Mama and Papa about this particular area of the Santa Fe Plaza and the history of this alley.
As it turns out this is Burro Alley. Apparently this street is way old (17th century old) and this was the alley that people would park their burros when coming into town to sell firewood. This was the nightlife area where there were saloons and even where the Ladies of the Night worked. Just around the corner there is a building that is said to be the oldest public building in the US!
As we made our way farther down the road we came to the Santa Fe Plaza. There were vendors and dogs everywhere… And grass, real green grass! With all this time we have spent in the desert I almost forgot this color existed.
I see colors differently from you as I only have to ability to see blue and green, not this red color I hear you humans talking about.
There was one area in particular that was heavily populated with vendors and they all kept calling me William and Willy. You can see where this place is on the left of the picture above along the road. Here is another angle.
Mama got a new silver bracelet and after I got my fill of some much deserved attention we started walking toward the big church on the outskirts of the Santa Fe Plaza.
The building looks slightly out of place here but is very impressive none the less. When we got closer we found that it is the Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi. It is said that St. Francis was able to commune with animals.
I should have liked to have met him so he could translate to Mama and Papa for me. Staring at them only seems to get me so far…
On the other side of the stairs from him was a statue of Archbishop J.B. Lamy.
This is the wall just behind the podium on the main stage where the Bishop gives his sermons.
Finally to the left of the stage there is this small area where people can come to pray. The statue in the middle on the top is actually about 700 years old. It was a gift from another country when the Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi was built, or a little while after anyway.
They change its clothes regularly. While we were there they had it dressed in attire that makes sense for the Easter season.
Once we were done exploring Santa Fe Plaza we made our way back to the truck. I was so tired I didn’t even seem to notice people or even care for attention. I had met many people and been loved on plenty. All I wanted to do was sleep.
Before leaving Santa Fe, Mama and Papa had one more stop they needed to make. They went to the Bobcat Bite. The Bobcat Bite has been in Santa Fe since 1953.
The restaurant gets its name from the bobcats that would come down from the mountain to the backdoor and would be fed scraps. This doesn’t happen anymore though.
The Food Network is doing a show about Bobcat Bite and they are rated as on of the top 10 burger joints in the country!
Papa especially loved this place and was sad after his 300 gram (not sure how much that is but it looked like a lot) bacon and Santa Fe green chili cheeseburger was gone. Hopefully if we go to Chaco Canyon we will stop there again.
Now we are back at the Magic House and as usual I am asleep. The Santa Fe Plaza was a great experience and we had a great time. I am glad to be home though I was so tired I didn’t even notice the ride home this time.