Go West Young Man (9)

     The drive from Roswell to Santa Fe was rather uneventful except for a tire slowly leaking air across the landscape and which was fixed in the great town of Vaughn at the junction of highways 285 and 54. The fellow repairing the tire was rather helpful, even answering the question of "what do young people do for economic opportunity in this town?". His answer was very revealing "They leave town, because the only thing here is the railroad which hires some people, and then people like you with an occasional flat tire, so essentially there is no future for them in their home town".
     It was discovered that the slow leak caused by a roofing tack embedded in the tire which was missed on several inspections at other tire shops and which basically caused "problems" since the car only had 6,000 miles on it, or about 7 months into its life in my possession.
     Somewhere along the way we stopped along the old historical route 66, which by the way, we drove alongside for many miles this summer (2012) in California and Arizona. Here are a few pictures of the stop along the way.
     Later in the day we arrived at our destination of the La Quinta in Santa Fe, I just love the name of that town, Blessed Faith. More will follow.

The Proverbial Cigar Store Indian with Norma

The guy on the right needs to get rid of some of his belly.