roswell, albuquerque
Roswell: bizarre place. We didn’t really do our homework and see the things you are supposed to see. Instead we went to Target, had dinner, and beered up at the hotel bar while catching up on email and such.
Albuquerque: difficult to spell. We stopped for lunch here on our way to the Grand CanyonWe checked out Roadfood.com and discovered that we must go to Route 66 Diner along “historic Route 66,” so we did. Quite delicious, and cheap. Lady E. went with Frito Pie (her first), and I had a green chile cheeseburger. And, of all the delightful finds, Red Cream Soda, which Lady E. has been hunting for years.
