I got to Santa Fe airport thinking I was heading out that night. Just like when I left New York, I guess the first day out wasn't meant to be. US Air told us our flight was canceled. But they did put us up in this very nice Sheraton. I was definitely feeling more plush than the train ride out here. Cable tv, a flatscreen, and a king size bed. Why is it that you can have the exact same thing at home but it never feels quite the same as at a hotel?
