Even those huge Foster Grants couldn't stop me from squinting into the sun. |
When the sun finally falls behind the mountain, everyone applauds then quickly dashes off to their restaurant of choice. (For the record, I have to say that despite the Rocky Mountains looming in the distance, sunsets here can't hold a candle to sunsets in Kansas.)
mejillonesmussels steamed in sherry-mustard cream with carrots and scallions |
Then, it was back to the hotel where we enjoyed a nightcap in the La Fiesta Lounge with a dozen of our new best friends and listened to the Wise Guys....
...who were so good, the hubs actually danced with me ALONE on the wide open dance floor. (The nightcap didn't hurt in that regard, either.) Here's a sample of the Guys. We're going back to hear them tonight.
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