The road to Taos was an adventure of its own, winding through old villages and breathtaking landscapes. We took a detour to a Christmas market before reaching Taos, and honestly, it felt like stepping into a warm embrace. The people there—so open, so full of life—reminded me of how travel isn’t just about the sights but the connections. The bread we bought was great, but their genuine hospitality was the real treasure. Moments like these make everything about this journey worthwhile.

When we finally arrived in Taos, our first stop was the information center, and that’s where it got interesting. We met this amazing lady—kind, inquisitive, and someone who hadn’t yet heard about ChatGPT. Now, if you know me, you know I couldn’t let that slide. We got into this lively conversation, me explaining what it was and how it’s become such a big part of my life. It was like she had an “ah-ha” moment right in front of me, this mix of awe and curiosity lighting up her face. That exchange? Pure magic. It reminded me how even in a world that feels so connected, there are still moments where you can blow someone’s mind with something new.

From there, we headed to Taos Pueblo, and wow, what a place. The student who gave us the tour was incredible. She wasn’t just sharing facts; she was sharing her world. The story of the destroyed church, where her ancestors sought refuge only to face devastation, stuck with me. Hearing her speak about it, you could feel the weight of that history, the pain but also the resilience of her people.

As we walked through the village, I couldn’t help but think about the parallels between their story and the journey we’re on as a family. We all carry the weight of our histories, but it’s how we carry them forward that matters. The student, who is now studying in Kansas, represents that perfectly—rooted in her culture but embracing her own path.

The day ended with a stop at the Rio Grande Bridge, its grandeur a stark contrast to the intimate connections we’d experienced earlier. The kids were equally impressed, though, as always, their sibling dynamics brought us back to reality with a mix of laughter and exasperation.

As we drove back to our Airbnb, I reflected on the day. Taos wasn’t just a stop on the map—it was a reminder of why we travel. For the stories, the connections, the unexpected conversations, and the moments that challenge us to see the world—and ourselves—a little differently.