Albuquerque and beyond.

 

We have spent the past couple of days with a Peace Corp friend of Susie’s here in Albuquerque, New Mexico.  She lives near a large open space that follows the Rio Grand and is known for the wild animals that live there.

But first to the presidential election.  Where were you when you heard that Joe Biden was to be our next president?

This is where we were.  It is a five mile stretch of Route 66 that runs through the desert in eastern New Mexico.  This is reported to be the kind of terrain typical 66 travelers experienced in the 1930’s and 40’s.  We were motoring along at about 25 miles per hour when a news flash from the NYT came on Pan’s phone that Pennsylvania was in the Biden column.  Other then we had several more miles on this lovely road we both gave a big sigh of relief.

Sunday we explored old town Albuquerque with Susie’s PC friend.  This is a part of a collection of statues depicting the Spanish settlement of Albuquerque.  During the recent dissatisfaction with the telling colonial history in this country, the statue of the Spanish explorer leading this group was pulled down.

This is the Rio Grand from that same brown/green space that accompanies the river though Albuquerque. 

Today we pack up and head north to Santa Fe and Taos.  The weather folks are calling for some light snow showers.  We have also found that most everything in the way of public galleries and museums are closed as a result of Governor’s directive due to the Covid.  But the trinket shops seems to be open and everybody is wearing masks.
Stay well and enjoying life.


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  1. Joe PalmNovember 14, 2020 at 2:49 PM

    That stretch of 66 through the New Mexico desert looks like Ma & Pa Joad might have traveled it. I was at Clear Lake campground in Michigan when I heard the Biden news (Betty eschewed the cold to stay home and practice her blues harmonica). Both of us enormously relieved.

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