It has been a few days without a blog post. On Saturday we made the painful drive across Texas on US 83/Texas 114. There is such a sense of desolation with old towns that no longer exist, dirt devils, and just a lot of nothing.
You have to wonder if the cure for cancer or other awful diseases is sitting under our feet in this ridiculously abundant untapped resource.
We made it to Lubbock and had a great time with Julie, James and Kalen. We had fabulous barbeque, visited the Silent Wings museum dedicated to their training location for WWII glider pilots (awesome view of the Lubbock airport) and just took joy in being with my inspirational sister and her family, and “Dank”, their four-footed house guest.
Then, off to Albuquerque. We should have listened to Julie and taken the interstate. More flat land, but now peppered with cattle feeding sites that stunk so badly you never wanted to eat beef again. Several of the feed farms sat in sharp contrast to the free-range cows nibbling on dried grass miles from any such corporate feed factories. Still, the middle of nowhere.
And then we approached Albuquerque and the terrain began to bulge while adobe style infrastructure multiplied. We stayed two days at a KOA campground in the city, which turned out to be ok!
And yesterday we made our way to Santa Fe. Given the appropriate financial resources, I could live here!
Next stop, Flagstaff Arizona, where they had winter weather advisories this a.m. (May 2nd!!!)
Our Wendy House Travels 