Kay Adshead Marriage  Sat 17Jun2012
To Peter Carr in Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA

KayAdsheadMarrCert  
A New Mexico Certificate   
[See Marriage Licence and Photos at End]   
Peter Carr sent this account saying:-   
Kay and I would be delighted for you to give all the details to the group.
Here is the story:
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Kay and I have a home in Houston, Texas, as well as in London.
  We wanted to
  be married somewhere beautiful. Having considered Italy,
  Greece, the
  Carribean, California, we settled on New Mexico as being
  conveniently close
  to our Houston home and United Airlines was doing a special
  offer last
  weekend on flights from Houston to Hobbs, New Mexico.
   
 
  Our marriage was almost an elopement. We did not tell anyone
  about it in
  advance other than our (adult) children. There were no guests;
  just the two
  of us. After booking the flight, we booked a wedding ceremony
  at Hacienda
  Dona Andrea de Santa Fe.
  We arrived at Hobbs around noon on Friday, June 15, and picked
  up a rental
  car. We drove to the county seat of Lovington, walked into the
  courthouse,
  found the county clerk's office, showed picture ID, and were
  given a
  marriage license. The county clerk and her staff made a big
  fuss of us. We
  then drove to Santa Fe, about 6 hours drive away.
  The Hobbs/Lovington area is full of oil wells. From there, we
  then drove
  across the Llano Estacado (Spanish for palisaded plains), an
  uninhabited,
  geologically distinct area of grasslands where the buffalo used
  to roam
  until they were exterminated circa 1870. Reportedly, porcupines
  and mountain
  lions have now moved into the Llano. We passed through Roswell,
  a small town
  known to the world only on account of a UFO myth. Just before
  we arrived at
  Santa Fe, the grasslands gave way to mountains and the country
  seemed much
  more verdant despite the higher altitude.
  We stayed at La Fonda hotel on the plaza in Santa Fe, the
  oldest hotel in
  the town. Our room had a window looking out onto the Santa Fe
  Trail, along
  which the cattle drives used to take place from Missouri to
  Santa Fe.
  On Saturday morning, our first priority was to arrange flowers.
  The hotel
  concierge put us in touch with Marisa, the lady who does the
  flowers for the
  hotel weddings, and it was arranged she would deliver them to
  us on Sunday
  at 1pm. We then jumped on an open bus that was just about to
  depart outside
  the hotel and we had a tour of the town. Santa Fe is full of
  galleries and
  craft shops. One of the highlights is Canyon Road, on the
  outskirts of town,
  a narrow road that winds up the mountainside and which consists
  almost
  entirely of artist studios plus a few high end restaurants, and
  the
  occasional film star's mansion.
  We spent the rest of Saturday walking around the plaza area,
  going into many
  galleries, and we had lunch and dinner in lovely restaurants.
  Sunday was devoted to the wedding. Kay needed shoes; we managed
  to find a
  designer shoe shop that was open on Sunday morning; they had
  just one pair
  of shoes that were suitable, but thankfully that pair was just
  perfect. The
  flowers were delivered promptly by Marisa at 1pm. We then got
  ready. We left
  around 5pm to drive to Hacienda Dona Andrea de Santa Fe and
  arrived just in
  time at 6:30pm.
  The Hacienda was a little difficult to find. It is miles along
  a dirt road
  that winds up a mountainside. Our GPS was totally confused and
  kept giving
  us misguided directions that we ignored and we just kept going
  on the same
  dirt road till eventually we arrived at the Hacienda.
  We had thought that we might be in a line of people being
  married at the
  Hacienda but it was just us. No one was present except the
  officiant, Dr.
  Maximiliano Contreras, his wife Anne, and an employee,
  Beverley. The two
  ladies were our witnesses.
  The ceremony was outdoors on the roof top. We could see 125
  miles across the
  mountains of Northern New Mexico to the mountains of Colorado.
  The ceremony was non-religious and 30 minutes after arriving we
  were driving
  out as husband and wife.
  The address of the Hacienda was "Cerrillos" so on our
  return to Santa Fe we
  attempted to find Cerrillos. It turned out to be more or less a
  ghost town.
  It was an ancient Spanish settlement and then a boom mining
  town in the late
  19th century. Now only a handful of people live there and it is
  used as a
  film set for cowboy films.
  Arriving back in Santa Fe after being married, we drove along
  Canyon Road
  looking for a restaurant. Since it was Sunday, many places were
  closed.
  Geronimo's was open and this is one of Santa Fe's top
  restaurants. We sat on
  the patio and watched the sun go down as we drank delicious
  cocktails
  followed by a wonderful meal. The staff were super friendly. We
  find that
  Americans in the country areas and small towns (and Santa Fe is
  a very small
  town) are consistently very warm.
  On Monday, we checked out in leisurely fashion and drove North
  up through
  the gorge of the Rio Grande to the pueblo of Taos, high in the
  mountains. We
  saw people swimming in the Rio Grande at various place. At
  Taos, a girl of
  the Red Willow tribe gave us a tour of the pueblo where her
  tribe has lived
  for more than 1000 years. Our visit to the pueblo is a story in
  itself.
  We then headed back to Hobbs airport, staying Monday night in a
  motel in
  Roswell. On Tuesday morning, we went via Lovington to register
  the marriage
  since that was where we picked up the license. The ladies in
  the County
  Clerk's office once again made a big fuss of us. People in
  small town
  America are so delightful.
  In summary, our spontaneous last-minute choice of wedding
  destination turned
  out to be absolutely perfect for us. It could not have been
  more beautiful
  or more simple.
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KayAdsheadMarrLic  
A New Mexico Marriage Licence   

KayAdsheadMarrLic2  
New Mexico Paperwork   

KayAdshead
& Peter Carr   

What
a Place to Marry! - With the New Mexico mountains on the horizon