Drive from Hinton, OK to Santa Fe, NM
We messed with Texas. But only very quickly, for they are prone to violence, as each good Texan keeps a rifle handy at all times. The terrain in the panhandle was pretty dry with sparse small shrubs and clumps of grasses. Then it rained. And then we crossed into New Mexico and it stopped. Curious.Like a good Johnnie prospy I was reading Plutarch's Lives during the drive. I will spare you the details, but suffice it to say that Plutarch is quite funny and not at all dry and musty like I expected. His writing honestly made Brutus and Antony consolidate into actual humans in my mind—perhaps even more so than my six years of Latin.
Our first stop in the beautiful city of Santa Fe was (where else?) the Trader Joe's. All the while I spotted signs for “St. John's College” and I began to more heavily suspect that I was a “Fe Kid.” But that would have to wait to be revealed.
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