October 19th, 2008


Moving Through

We were up at 7:30 yesterday and out the door of the hotel by 8:30, and on the road quick. Four hours through the sunset painted lands of New Mexico, the Land of Enchantment, through multiple Loony Toons and a seven-year-old singing all the opening and closing music because he had earphones on, and through a rousing repeat, five times, of "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything" and we were in Albuquerque.

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