The first week of July we hit the road for a family vacation with my parents and my brother’s family. Destination: Albuquerque, NM. More specifically the Hyatt Tamaya Resort just north of Albuquerque.
These little cousins don’t get to see each other that often so it was sweet to watch them pick up where they left off and play with reckless abandon. Our days were spent by the pool and watching the kids roll down the grassy hills outside our rooms. Dear Husband even got to play golf twice. The only time I left the resort the entire week was for a run to Trader Joe’s and a hot air balloon ride with my sister-in-law.
This is the walking trail with places to stop and exercise…if you’re into that kind of thing…exercise that is. I’m more of a stroll and enjoy the scenery kinda gal. The trail takes you right by the Rio Grande. When we made it around the bend to the river I sort of felt like I was in a Larry McMurtry novel. I was keeping an eye out for water moccasins and bandits.
I’m told the golf course at the resort was very difficult and top rated. I don’t play so I’ll take their word for it. Dear Husband says he lost a lot of golf balls. I guess that means the more golf balls you lose the harder the course. No thanks.
One evening we were all set to attend a rodeo that the hotel puts on each week. We were trying to rush through dinner when it started to drizzle and the temperature went from 90’s to low 70’s. We decided to forgo the rodeo since low 70’s seemed down right cold after the heat of the day. The kids snuggled up on the bed to watch Shawn the Sheep and they were none the wiser.
There were all sorts of kid friendly activities. Nightly s’mores, horse back riding, rodeo and a day camp. For the most part we took part in all the pool had to offer. Addison was really excited about the water slide. There were a few trips up and down the stairs before he could get up his nerve but once he did it was no holds barred. If he went down this slide once, he did it 110 times.
On the last day my mom wanted to get a pic with the grandkids. Unfortunately, they were pretty spent after a week of sun and swim and weren’t in the most cooperative of moods. This is about as good as it gets.