The earth here is red.
We took a detour off the highway to celebrate our one thousand mile mark, and found complete and utter silence in a low lying lake. Lunch was spinach and baby tomatoes from the cooler, with only a distant cow as our other company.
Then some serious dirt road lead us back to the highway, which, in turn, took us to Albuquerque, where we found a tiny barbecue joint with our noses. Literally. We smelled it as we drove past... Mmm!
Now, it's a daunting stretch of Texas tomorrow!
Oh, and Amelie, we spent last night in the Quality! The breakfast was even more awful than I remembered -- oh the memories!