Then we went to actually climbed a different kind of height at Bandelier National Monument. Not to the scale of a mountain climb but rather the sheer vertical of the climb to the Alcove House at the end of the trail. But Digi just took off and I had no choice but to follow up. Bart was right behind us. It felt like the longest ascend and descend of my life. Phew. As other mountain climbing we had done before, the view from the top and the feel of achievement worth all the pain and scare, and what sheer relief when you back at the canyon floor (in the case of the Bandelier).
In between climbs we spent our days going to concert, visiting museums, going to the food market and cooking, eating and more eating and having great time meeting new friends. We will write about it in the next post.