111 miles.
I was aiming for Santa Fe, but stopped in Zuni for a tamale. Sheryl was also picking up tamales, and invited me to stay at her home to watch traditional Zuni dancing that afternoon and night. It was one of those magical moments that could only happen on the road. I can't say thank you enough for her and her family's trust and kindness, for including me in a truly unforgettable evening.
How lovely!! I'm having fun keeping up with your adventures. :) Just found out we're going to be briefly in Maine in late September, but I see you won't be there anymore by then. :(
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