Arrived in Albuquerque last night. Great dinner at a local restaurant with Daniel Abraham and Lawrence. I had the same slow-cooked pork that Judy makes for me at DHF. Most subtle and excellent, but with less heat. We drove as the evening progressed north to Taos, arriving just after 9:30 and before the motel's clerk had left for the night. So yes, I'm here. And yes, I miss being here with my last group. It's a new two weeks.