Rolled into Albuquerque thinking 3 days would be enough since I'd visited the city once before (1989?). This was the wrong assumption. I'm not sure if the city has changed so much over the years, or I just didn't get it back then.
The photos show some of what I enjoyed this past week but I can't even describe the feeling of this place. It just plain feels comfortable and yes, New Mexico has the bluest sky I've ever seen.
Enjoyed the Route 66 Hostel for its original charm, location. and wonderful people. Thinking of you, Harlan of Coos Bay, Leo of El Paso, Sharon of Biloxi, Silke of Hamburg, Cath of England (see you, Sunday), and Jackie of Alaska (I will hear you play, one day).
I'm convinced that I will be called back to New Mexico; more to do in the city, and much more to stop and take in amidst the beautiful mountains and mesas. The few hours into and out of New Mexico were a continuous photo moment.
Plus, I love that the state bird is the greater roadrunner, a long-legged bird in the cuckoo family.
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