We have arisen at an ungodly hour so that we can make an early flight to El Paso.
Yes, we’re on the road again, and you may very well wonder why, if this series is entitled Santa Fe 18, we are flying to El Paso when Santa Fe has a perfectly cromulent airport. Allow me to introduce you to my Lovely First Wife.
My LFW is a determined traveler. She loves to travel, and I’ve learned to step back and let her do all the planning because a) it’s always brilliant; and b) have you met my LFW? So when it was decided that we would revisit Santa Fe[2,] she sprang into action and included 1) Carlsbad Caverns; 2) White Sands Monument; and 3) Albuquerque on the intinerary.
What my LFW hates is these blog posts, because a) she hates anyone knowing anything about her despite the fact that I am fairly well known out on the intertubes, at least to those with any taste; and b) she just knows someone reading this is going to break into our house while we are gone, because of my solid dozen of readers probably half of you are career criminals. Or something. Anyway, don’t do it: we have a house-sitter plus two fully grown adults living full time there. Also the Assistive Felines™.
Off we go!
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 Passive voice is used deliberately.