Truth or Consequences, NM
According to Wikipedia:
Originally named Hot Springs, the city changed its name to “Truth or Consequences”, the title of a popular NBC Radio program. In March 1950,Ralph Edwards, the host of the radio quiz show Truth or Consequences, announced that he would air the program on its 10th anniversary from the first town that renamed itself after the show; Hot Springs won the honor, officially changing its name on March 31, 1950 (the program originated there the following evening, April 1st). Edwards visited the town during the first weekend of May for the next 50 years. This event was called “Fiesta” and included a beauty contest, a parade, and a stage show. The city still celebrates Fiesta each year during the first weekend of May. The parade generally features area celebrities such as the Hatch Chile Queen. Fiesta also features a dance in Ralph Edwards Park.
It seems that the locals call it “T or C”…
We found another “fixer-upper”
But we stayed at La Paloma Hot Springs and Spa…
at the Historic District Healing Waters Trail
a view of the courtyard.
This was one of the most relaxing and pleasant places I’ve ever stayed on any trip. The hot springs, I’m sure, added to that experience.
Eric was thrilled to catch this fly by of the Ibis (Ibises? Ibisi?) when we went to Caballo Lake nearby.
Far too many Ibis to count.
They’d fly by us in several strands.
Until it got too dark to see much.
and the sun went down.
Nimander wondered if he had discovered the face of the one true god. Naught else but time, this ever changing and yet changeless tyrant against whom no creature could win. Before whom even trees, stone and air must one day bow. There would be a last dawn, a last sunset, each kneeling in final surrender. Yes, time was indeed god, playing the same games with lowly insects as it did with mountains and the fools who would carve fastnesses into them. At peace with every scale, pleased by the rapid patter of a rat’s heart and the slow sighing of devouring wind against stone. Content with a star’s burgeoning light and the swift death of a raindrop on a desert floor.
― Steven Erikson,