The Wonderland of New Mexico

I am on the road to Sedona, Arizona to visit with my family for Christmas. We left Denver about 7:15 AM, which is about two hours later than I expected. But overall it was a smooth start. That early in the morning, there is hardly any traffic on the road. However, since I am used to eating by that time, I was already cranky by the time we hit Castle Rock. Instead of continuing with a play by play for the day, I am just going to list some of the highlights.

At lunch we ate at a restaurant called Johnny’s Mexican Kitchen in Las Vegas, New Mexico. The food was good, but the service was odd. My parents ordered fajitas, which come with guacamole, but the restaurant was out of guac. Too bad the waitress didn’t bother telling us it was out. We did get a discount, but it was still not a good thing not to mention. The waitress was pretty funny- but this is the first incident of the day that made me say WTF are people thinking. Her husband or boyfriend was there with her kids. I’m starting to wonder if the waitress was new, because why else would they be visiting her on a potenital money making day?? Anyway, her little girl was there throwing a fit!! I really wanted to wring her neck after a while, and I like little kids. Every five seconds it was. “”mama, I want mama.” she was crying like she had not seen her mother in weeks and it was loud and whiny and really bad. The dad was saying, “be quite honey, it will be ok” and other such nonsense. It did not work. This five year old was distrubing the entire restaurant and upset my stomach too!!

When fueling up on gas at a truck stop, the card reader would not take my dad’s card and the cashier had no idea how to key in the numbers because she had never done it before.

Then dinner. We ate at The Olympic Grill in Gallup, New Mexico. You know Gallup- even if you think you don’t. Heard of the Gallup Polls? That’s the place. My mom is very sensitive to hot food, she had ordered chicken wings with the mild sauce, I ordered the hot. The kitchen messed up and made two orders of the hot. What a way to screw up. If they had made mine mild, I could have used extra hot sauce on them. Unfortunately, no such luck. So the rest of the menu was not very appetizing and was over priced anyway. She decided on dessert- and ordered the blueberry pie. Two minutes later the waitress is back telling us that the restaurant is all out of blueberry. She had to settle for cherry. And then the waitress had the nerve to charge us for it. WTF????? This is the kind of place where the cashier had a margarita by the register.

Our hotel room has an actual key. Not a card, a key.

Some other things we saw on the road today: a baby’s car seat in the middle of the highway, one cross-eyed little girl with a mean temper, a couple on their way to Denver, and a restaurant with Denny’s quality food at Hacienda prices, and my mother’s impression of Shirley Temple.

Which by the way is so funny that I practically peed my pants.

~ by scifibutterfly on December 21, 2008.