Cross Country-Day 3

We rolled out of OKC with no problem about 7:30 AM as the rush hour traffic was coming in. The last time we saw a lot of trees was Tennessee. Oklahoma was mostly fields (even saw the proverbial amber waves of grain) but by the time we got to TX there was no question that we were out West. The landscape got dusty and dry, scattered with windmills standing tall and noble as if they were armies ready to challenge Don Quixote. “Do you see over yonder, friend Sancho, thirty or forty hulking giants? I intend to do battle with them and slay them.” ― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote

Driving further along Interstate 40 we entered New Mexico and realized we were approximately parallel to Route 66 so we left the interstate for a while and cruised the iconic highway. Pretty much everything along the way looks like it’s stuck in the 50’s-60’s.

We reached the end of the day’s journey at Albuquerque and took a stroll through Old Town including the San Felipe de Neri Church. 

“When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness. Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote