Silver City Is The Hidden Gem You Need To Visit
Travelling America is one of my favorite pastimes (and not only because that’s where my fiancée is). I can barely contain myself at the mention of an interstate roadie. America brings me this feeling of nostalgia and has an oddball pride not found anywhere else. Scattered around the country are bizarre roadside attractions, overly generous restaurants and breathtaking natural wonders.
I think this love for Americana was fostered early on in me when my aunt lived in East Grand Rapids, Michigan. My sister and I would alternate visits to her house and that stately cape cod was were all the magic happened. We were allowed to pick out all of our favorite treats at D&W, stop in for ice cream and candy shopping at Jersey Junction and go on mini shopping sprees at Jacobsons – anyone remember Jacobsons? What I’m saying is that I was essentially conditioned to think of the states as this wonderland from the get go.
Yet, 20 years later I still feel the same magic heading stateside – I don’t know how its different but it just feels different. Luckily with my other half bouncing around to states I’ve never been to, I’ve been lucky enough to explore some lesser-known areas of America (NoDak – SoDak road trip anyone?) Much to my dismay during our road trips I’m often staring out in glee screeching ouuuuuuuuuuh at every abandoned building as Tim quietly puts his foot down on the gas.
Most recently while driving our regular route of Las Cruces to Phoenix we stopped into Silver City, New Mexico. I’d seen the signs along the highway promoting the small town many times and more recently had caught wind of a large antique mall in the area. Once again under heavy influence of my aunt (she was an antiques dealer and store owner while I was growing up) I simply had to see it for myself.
Silver city is the little town I was waiting for. It was like Marfa without any pretention, just a rough artsy place doing its thing.
I was immediately impressed with the Silver City Trading Co. antique mall based on scale alone and thoroughly enjoyed snooping around. However, it was almost immediately forgotten when I feasted my eyes on the colorful main street. I mean it this city is SO colorful, like Cartagena colorful.
Honestly this humble town had it all, coffee shops, murals, multiple antique shops, a freestyle weaving shop, quirky locals and even a full on vintage boutique that definitely specialized in hats.
Every step of the way I had a very obnoxious grin on and was completely bewildered that there wasn’t more of a buzz around this little paradise. And that was exactly the magic of it, before then I had never seen it being promoted or touted online – it was simply a hidden gem.
I can’t recommend stopping into Silver City enough if you happen to be doing the same drive. Actually I’ve already planned an overnighter in my head. There is the Palace Hotel or delightfully deco Murray Hotel right on the edge of downtown that would make the perfect beginning point for a day spent wandering antique shops and greasy spoons.
The activity I most look forward to in Silver City is the “freestyle weaving” at The Makery. Weaving is a large part of my heritage with both my Slovenian grandparents being weavers. Their large woven masterpieces hang from almost every wall in our home and I always kick myself for not having learnt from my late grandfather. We inherited looms and loads of wool, but aren’t very useful with them. The Makery offers a two hour onboarding class, teaching “makers” to weave on a small loom, after this you may come in for freestyle weaving whenever they are open! I’ve been looking for somewhere to learn how to weave and I think I’ve found my spot!
There were several adorable cafes but we chose to stop in at Tranquil Buzz, its colorful exterior just drew me in – plus after several hours of wandering I was in serious need of some caffeine. A selection of home baked goods awaited us inside as well as a curious man asking where we were from.
We had a little luck in finding some goods to commemorate our time in Silver City, Tim found a leather football for a fiver and I found a vintage Avon cream jar, some retro plastic shot glasses from Hong Kong and an Arizona Sheriffs badge which will go to one of my nephews.
Now that I know this magical little place exists we'll be hard pressed not to stop in every time we do our New Mexico to Arizona roadie!