Trip Start Jul 11, 2008
14Trip End Jul 27, 2008
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If yesterday was somber, today was anything but. We're off on an alien hunt. In the morning I woke up and looked at the news on the internet. I found a funny link about road trip disasters on USA Today that we read aloud. You may want to look at it. http://www.usatoday.com/travel/destinations/2008-07-24-travel-horror-stories_N.htm?loc=interstitialskip. There's a touching one about a grandma and a funny one about kids stuffing their family's belongings out a hole in the floor of the car that we particularly enjoyed.
Hitchhikers may be escaping inmates. We thought that was hilarious. Maybe they should work on the security of their prisons if it happens so often they have to put up a sign about it. Needless to say, we didn't pick anyone up.
Today, as I write this we are driving through the Hereford Capitol of the World, and all I know is it really stinks. We just passed a sign that said: "We Don't Serve Teens". That's good, because we don't want to eat them.
Our original plan called for us to see Santa Fe and Taos, but early in the trip Greg mentioned that he would like to visit Roswell, New Mexico. He rarely has something like that that he really wants to do, so we changed our plans. Vince and I can go see Santa Fe ourselves another time possibly. After about a 3 hour drive to Roswell we actually found street parking for the beast and walked only about 2 blocks this time to the UFO museum.
It was a little bit rinky-dink, but interesting. They had lots of "eyewitness" signed affadavits of people who witnessed the event and swore to what they saw. It was rather quiet there so we decided to liven it up a bit and take the podium, as you can see in the pictures. We had lots of good debate about it on the 3 hour ride into Albuquerque afterwards. Oh, and we discovered we had a hitchhiker (a little green one- see the picture) I don't think he's an escaping inmate though. Albuquerque is hard to spell and equally hard to drive in with a big honking motor home. We got off the highway to avoid the dreaded construction only to have to deal with city streets and telephone poles whizzing by inches away from the mirror. Being shopping deprived, I had decided that shopping in Old Town was needed. We managed to get there and park across the street in an abandoned parking lot. We had fun, spent some money, and got on the road to our RV park for the night. Tomorrow we start our final push home and we hope to be there by Sunday.
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