So last night Ouest had a nightmare and couldn’t sleep for hours. In the morning she explained that it had been about the scary-lady-on-the-picture-by-the-bathroom. When we went in to the hotel (we stayed at the rv park/casino hotel) to use the pool again this morning I took the kids to … Read More
Nevada Northern Railway
Lowe likes his trains, so when we heard about the steam train in Ely we figured it would be fun. And it was. The engine and the cars were all about a hundred years old, as were all of the men working the train. Everything about the place felt authentic—from … Read More
Ely. Ee-lee.
A couple miles out of Delta, Utah, we passed this shoe tree. Ouest thought it was pretty cool, and gathered up any shoes she could find on the ground with laces on them. It became my duty to hang all of them back up again. More mountains, more overheating. It … Read More
Natural Bridges National Monument
From Canyon De Chelley we drove north and eventually through what has to be one of the most poorly named towns in all of America—Mexican Water. There isn’t an American anywhere who hasn’t been warned about drinking Mexican water, and here is this town who has to share the name. … Read More
Canyon De Chelley
We spent another day or two in town, taking advantage of the use of a car to zip from one place to spend money to another (another reason I don’t want a tow vehicle), and then went about figuring out where to go. There are only a couple of routes … Read More
Sandia Peak
This morning our friends took us all up the Sandia Peak Tram for a beautiful view of Albuquerque and beyond. Pizza and beers followed that up. The pizza place gave the kids balls of dough to play with, and we didn’t hear a word from Ouest for the next two hours. … Read More
We Were All Wrong
I took the bus to a shop today with the new master cylinder in hand. Bum friends have lent us a car for our stay in town, so Ali and the kids got to do some running around while I did that, which was certainly a welcome change from our … Read More
Albuquerque
We left the State Park and drove to the next town down the road, Las Vegas. New Mexico, not the big Las Vegas. It was Friday evening and we found a brake place just about to close up. They said they’d take a look but we’d have to be there … Read More