Sunday, November 17, 2013

Los Alamos, New Mexico

Home of the atomic bomb. It was a town created in mystery, labeled "The Town That Never Was", for the specific purpose of beating the Nazis in the development the atomic  bomb.

We drove up this morning and got a good feel for this quirky, nerdy, green, slightly diverse, upper middle class community. Lowest unemployment, highest educational attainment in the state. The National Nuclear Laboratory in Los Alamos is the largest employer in NM with 11,000 employees.

We spent a couple hours in the Bradbury Museum learning about the history of the town and the atomic project. After a great Mediterranean restaurant lunch we hiked the Bandolier National Monument. Great day.




"Little Boy"  the Hiroshima bomb

"Fat Man" the Nagasaki bomb

 We're probably too old to be having this much fun.

 800 year old Loop Trail, ladders up the cliffs, grooves in the stone from eons of foot traffic



 I climbed to the top of the mesa and, upon returning, found Connie doing yoga to the setting sun. The pose is called sun salutation. We don't know what the pink orb is in the photo, but we know what we believe it to be. The veil is very thin in this enchanted land.


"Isn't anybody scared? Nobody's holding onto Mama."
              
~quote from Azerbaijan as she fell off the sidewalk


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