I started my journey home covering about 470 miles to Tucumcari, New Mexico.
Today, I took a different route home from my initial journey southwest, stopping at the White Sands National Park in Alamogordo, New Mexico, well worth a visit to see the miles and miles of white dunes not made from sand but pure gypsum. This comes from a nearby dry lake where the gypsum has crystallized and precipitated out of the water.
It’s been a wistful journey out west because it was one I was going to make with someone and I ended up doing it alone. Had a lot of driving time to think and thanks to all my friends who called me to chat.
I was thinking about what theme runs through crossing the country NE to SW and what I saw was a lot of decay, cars left out to rot in fields in Texas, from the 50s, 60s, houses abandoned and falling down, faded billboards.
Tonight I’m camped in Tucumcari, which has a run down but a fascinating gambling strip not unlike a mini, old style Las Vegas.
