Albuquerque Hostels

... , a 24-hour journey awaited me.  It would be a tune that would no doubt be repeated when I travelled to Nashville and Albuquerque. Travelling may broaden your mind but on a bumpy road it can sure be uncomfortable, especially as you sit in a ...

... scenery, river rafting, hiking, visiting with family and friends, enjoying natural hot springs and basically experiencing America via hostels- it was great - I highly recommend it!!! I unpacked my car that very day and the next morning, bright and ...

... me with 13 hours still to travel.  Although it was slow going the hours did pass and just after 4pm I arrived in Albuquerque, thus ending my Greyhound experiences.    There was definitely the feeling of relief once I grabbed my bag and ...

... and e-mails received.  And so after the general chit chat I mentioned that it was three weeks until we met up in Albuquerque.  There followed a slight delay from Claire before she said she wasn't sure if she was going to meet up with us.  ...

... best New Mexican restaurant, trying to explain Yorkshire Puddings, scones and the House of Lords to a white-haired grandmother from Albuquerque and her ten and fifteen-year-old grandkids who I'd only met twenty minutes before. Now that was enchanting. ...

... take out pizza with Mexican fire peppers and slept! Next morning we continued heading West through New Mexico, we passed through Albuquerque and then did a loop of sightseeing off the main highway. It was dead straight roads through the middle of ...

... visit, but hadn’t been able to fit in. An hour or so into the flight the pilot announced that we were flying over Albuquerque, where I’d been during October. An hour or so after this he pipes up again to say that an excellent view of the Grand ...

... the coach, the first order of the day was the destruction of Pete the Pinata, who had been purchased all the way back in Albuquerque and had spent most of the trip in the coach toilet!! After an initial kicking by Randy, Pete was torn to pieces for ...

... of the madness. I'm wearing my Texas A&M shirt and an Israeli sitting in the grass see's it and says "Texas, next to Albuquerque, New Mexico." I laugh and make small talk and learn that a land slide has cut off the road. They had been waiting for ...