We stayed at Ten Thousand Waves Japanese Health Spa, up on the road to the Ski Area. I've been going to the hot tubs there for over a decade now, but they started offering lodging a while back and it kicks so much ass you start to worry that it might sprain its ankle.

Our Room: Blue Moon

Everything cool about 10KW's operation is there in spades for the Houses Of The Moon. The Japanese and New Mexican influences blend surprisingly well; both cultures get it in the comfort and simplicity departments. I've never felt more relaxed; going from a long soak in a 110-degree hot tub to a cozy platform bed without a 75-minute drive in-between is effing decadent. Almost makes me wish I had a shot at some IPO money so I could winter there. And watching the sun come up over the mountains in the morning -- yowza.

Amy seemed to like her cold noodle salad. And yes, that is an Odwalla bottle on the table. Santa Fe is kind of an oasis of trendoid health-cult BS, so "When in Rome..." (Actually, in that respect it's really not all that different from San Francisco.)

To Odwalla's lawyers' relief, no G.I. distress was reported.