After a good rest and a hearty breakfast complements of Quality Inn, we drove to a different section of Santa Fe, an area called the Railyard. In addition to an impressive display of rolling stock, there are a range of shops and stores with an emphasis on antiques. Unfortunately, most of the stores were closed on Sunday.
Diana spotted an REI in the middle of all this, and we made a beeline for it. Serendipity steered us toward a replacement canopy, this one made of tent material and very light and compact in its carrying bag, but 11’ x 13’ and 72” high when assembled. It seems like it will complement the look of our teardrop and add to our “green living” goal. AND the $259 item was on clearance too, so we grabbed it for $119! SCORE!!
We then followed signs which led to an “Artisans’ Fair” located in a building usually used for the farmer’s market. There were many items displayed and artists in booths happy to discuss and explain their work. We particularly enjoyed the art of a Native American artist, Dominic Arquero, who does paintings and murals. What enchanted us were the gourds he paints to resemble Native American pottery. They are spectacular! We hope we will be able to acquire one of his works in the future.
Across from the Artisans’ Fair was a building marked with large black and yellow signs which read, “The Flea!”. We drifted into a large warehouse filled with booths. The booths were stuffed with things, some pedestrian, some tacky, others fantastic.
I struck up a conversation with a guy in one of the booths and as I was looking around his stuff, my eyes caught sight of a beautiful, well-worn Martin D-18 guitar. When I asked if I could look at it, he said it wasn’t his; it belonged to Jerry. That’s Jerry Faires, the song writer/singer and he was in the booth, too! Needless to say, I had a great conversation with these guys and Jerry ended up singing and playing me his most successful song. The title is either “The D-18 Song,” or “Thank You Mr. Martin,” and tells the story of how he acquired this 1953 beauty and how it affected his life. I also got a command performance of “Pancho & Lefty” with both Jerry on guitar and singing and Freddy Lopez (the other guy in the booth) playing the harmonica. I was in heaven! And, of course, I managed to walk away with CD’s from both gentleman. That’s Jerry’s CD cover at the bottom of this post with his note and autograph — very cool!
Meanwhile, Diana toured the building and scored some interesting little items which I’m sure she will tell you about.
We grabbed lunch at a interesting little place near the Flea, and then returned to our motel after a stop on the plaza for a scoop of the devastatingly delicious Hagen Daz Deep Chocolate and Peanut Butter ice cream.
We will be leaving Santa Fe tomorrow, but will carry the memories of our visit with us always.
The market had many different things than those found in California. Most of the items were Native American and regional. Some of the items seemed expensive, but I just didn’t know. An older couple of people, transplants from Citrus Heights, were very nice. What I always find interesting are the people, like me, who inherited things they need to part with and the others who collect things and can’t stop, like my mom. It is funny when I see an “antique” item I still use, like the old cupcake baking tins I saw today. I realized how pretty they are. Anthropologists must have fun at flea markets!
I’m a little uncomfortable about leaving the safety of New Mexico for the tornadoes and storms of the Southeast. Maybe we will camp one more time before we enter Texas and Oklahoma.. . .