Albuquerque, New Mexico: One thing we wanted to do in this area was visit the Petroglyph National Monument, but unfortunately the major trail to observe most of the petroglyphs is under repair and closed.
Plan B. A quiet day? Well, you know that is never going to happen around here, but we did have a very nice day. I ran for 30 minutes and walked for 30 minutes and DT covered the same distance in half the time. Show off. Anyway... it was good to get in a workout after several days of New Mexican food. Just as well I exercised for so long: while out this morning, a member of the RV park staff (whom I has passed-by several times) asked me how far I was running. I told him I was running for 30 minutes and walking for 30 minutes. He said, "You should be able to lose a lot of weight with that workout." Thanks for that. Carriage return. New paragraph. What could be better than to have lunch outdoors at a brew pub on a sunny Sunday afternoon? DT always likes to visit local brew pubs to sample their wares and we killed two birds with one rock by visiting a brew pub in the Nob Hill District of Albuquerque - another area we wanted to explore. Nob Hill is located on Historic Route 66 and has an eclectic collection of shops and restaurants with a hipster/hippy vibe - somewhat like 23rd Street in Portland or Silver Lake in Los Angeles.
We drove Historic Route 66 back to our campsite and I snapped a few photos from the car window. We saw so many vintage cars today on the route (Central Street in Albuquerque) today, we wonder if it isn't maybe "the thing" to cruise the old highway in classic cars on Sunday?


I had big plans for the afternoon, and DT wanted to watch some golf on television...
When we were saying goodbye to Leo on our last visit to Los Angeles, I explained that Bubba and I were going to drive around in our bus for a while and it would be "a long time" before we would see him. Leo seems to understand the concept, but then asked me, completely concerned, if I would send him cookies in the mail. I wanted to laugh, very hard, but kept a straight face and promised cookies. (Truth be told, I often send him cookies in the mail, so he is familiar with the concept. Leo was only concerned about his cookie supply chain.)
I love that child.
Yesterday, while DT and I were strolling through Old Town Albuquerque, we spotted a Spiderman lunchbox in a shop. Leo just loves Spiderman, so we had found the perfect vessel to hold a few dozen cookies.



Pedometer: Over five miles for this old gal today!
Until my next update, I remain, your reminiscent correspondent.
