Albuquerque to Tucumcari, New Mexico
Last night driving into Albuquerque the lights sparkling on the horizon felt like we were entering New York City. In the morning we drove into Old Town to get a local vibe. There are lots of little gifty shops lining the sidewalks with unique and brightly colored New Mexico flare. In the center is a plaza with a tall white balcony, and on this particular day a celebration was taking place with drums and shakers and chanting, what a way to honor a person’s life. It was beautiful. Leaving Albuquerque we headed east in a straight line. Drove almost to the Texan border but decided to stop for the night in a little town along Route 66, Tucumcari. Setting the scene for the evening, entering this little ghost town felt like driving onto the set of Pixar’s Cars, a once thriving place is now barely surviving. Rolled into Kiva RV park with their neon lighted sign at full glare, welcome to slab city in New Mexico. We were greeted by a man in a white tank top and shorts, smoking a cigaret. In pure southern hospitality he welcomed us to the park, showed us our site and invited us to participate in the beers and burgers BBQ farewell for a couple who had spent a month at the park, complete with laser lights at the community gazebo! Turns out the owner and his brother moved from Georgia to entrepreneur this RV park business in New Mexico on Route 66. It was quite an experience but reading beyond the cover let us meet a few genuine and interesting people.
