Sunday November 1
Got up early (but not early enough to beat the sunrise...) and headed to White Sands. Driving on the gypsum was a familiar feeling… it was exactly like
hard pack snow! They even plow the road and leave the familiar crunchy-looking
banks along the sides. Climbing the dunes was also weird: it’s a cross between
snow and sand texture. Totally weird.
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| And I thought I was done with shoveling... |
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| Dune graffiti |
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| Space pod picnic tables |
After a heavy Mexican
lunch on my way to Taos I had to pull over into a shady empty lot in Carrizozo and climb in the
back for a nap like a real vagrant. Whatevs.
After what felt like an eternity (especially the stretch
going through Santa Fe, where the left lane is the slow lane!) I made it to
Taos. My Airbnb host Lisa was great! Super cool and full of local knowledge. I
really lucked out!
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