Best Western Airport Inn Hotel El Paso

This is definitely the worst campground we have stayed at. Next time we will remember and take our time to visit the shower-house before we pay. It was to dirty to use. The ground was covered with little pickers that stuck to my shoes, one even came through my shoe to poke me. Oh well, live and learn.<br>

... fruit ice blocks for dessert, we walked a few blocks to walmart for supplies. It felt safe and it was encouraging to see lots of people out shopping with their families. There was a few army guys in the car park. It looked as if they were staying in a tent erected by their jeep. They were playing hand ball against the wall, looked fun but i thought hopefully these guys were off duty.<br><br>The safest place to stay was a nice hotel. Lucerna Hotel was flash, 4 stars or I think. I ...

I had my heart set the whole trip on crossing over into Mexico and doing a little exploring. It just so happens that while I was on my scenic route to Juarez, all hell was breaking loose. So when I got to El Paso and spoke with my friend Mark about going to Juarez, all the bars and restaurants were closed due to the swine flu, and army hummers full of armed soldiers were patrolling the streets to keep the drug war at bay.<br><br>After not ...

... trying to break our will from the back of the car. We have responded with sugar water, which seems to be their kryptonite. We'd like to drive all the way to San Antonio tomorrow, which has much less to see than Tucson to El Paso and nearly twice the distance to cover. There is Cooper's BBQ in Junction, which is the only highlight of the 500 miles.

... was nervous. It started to rain just as we were leaving, and came down pretty hard as we were coming into El Paso, and was getting dark, so we really didn't get to see the city yet. We have a large suite to spread out in. I also located a washer and dryer,so did our dirty clothes-I don't want to carry around too many stinky clothes. Tomorrow we plan on going to the boot outlets to get Jose a new pair of cowboy boots. Look around El ...

... important to women in their nurturing role in the family, and it marked the changing of the seasons. I suspect the Christian "Candlemas Day" rather overtook the Mayan coming-of-spring new fire celebration. Día de la Candelaria follows-up King's Day, January 6, and tamales are the celebration food-of-choice. Mexican tamales packets are corn dough with a beef, chicken or bean filling ...

... that he is taking pictures I think that if we want digital I'll have to wait until I'm there, also this next week on wednesday I will be paying the workers for the digging and laying of the line which will be 10usd per day per person and we have 6 of them working right now so the payment will be around 300 hundred dollars, the receipt will be added to all the paperwork. Gracias Cesar Cesar Castellanos Nuñez wrote: Hello Tom ...

... plain on the northern horizon; the lurid colours of the Painted Desert; the sandstone escarpments of western New Mexico; Indian pueblos gathered around hilltop Spanish missions. In the rear-view mirror I watched the sunset over grassy cattle ranges set amid a bowl of snow-capped peaks. As darkness fell, I turned south along the valley of the Rio Grande, high ridges silhouetted on either side. I stopped for a cup of coffee at a place called Truth Or Consequences and ...

... and their splash of red color makes me smile. I saw several wild turkeys and an armadillo today. I also came upon a lovely little Episcopal church, sitting in the middle of nowhere. We crossed the Nueces River at mile 45, and there was a great swimming area. I went down, but the water was chilly, it was still relatively early in the day and not yet too hot, and there was a large group of young men hanging out that looked a little piqued at my interrupting their little party, so I ...

... rebels. He laughed. Of course by now I'm not too interested in the donkey shows or whatever it was that they used to have out at 'Boys Town,&#8217; a place I only heard about through the barkings of of taxi drivers and other assorted facilitators. I remember distinctly the smell of bad gasoline, though, or maybe it was the lead they put in it.