I can just hear Willy Nelson singing “On the Road Again”. We are now, thankfully after 7.5 hours of driving, sitting in a hotel room in Carlsbad, NM. I am sitting at a plywood table in the suite (well…not really, but it is functional) of a Best Western. Our room has your standard “just passing through” interior with the maroon floral bedspread, green plaid carpeting, mini-fridge, and complimentary coffee maker. My guys are across the scenic courtyard (okay, paved parking lot crammed with Spring Break visitors) investigating the restaurant. We didn’t see much promise for Carlsbad’s culinary offering while driving through town. Chili’s looks to be the only 5-Star bistro. Gotta love those chain restaurants.
The first day of “Operation Grand Canyon or Bust” was long. Driving on Interstate 10 through Texas makes you realize how large a state it truly is. Miles upon miles of scrub brush and rolling hills. The view reminded me of a man that hadn’t shaved in a few days. Lots of stubble (i.e. bushes), but not a full beard. Thankfully, Interstate 10 has a speed limit of 80 miles an hour. The fastest speed limit in the country.
Outside of Fort Stockton, we saw a prime example of old energy vs. new. On one side of the highway were the old oil rigs slowly pumping gallons of oil from the earth. On the flip side were hills of wind farm blades rotating in the breeze.
The plan for tomorrow is to get up early for breakfast and then head out for Carlsbad Caverns. This is our 2nd time to Carlsbad Caverns. The first time was when our son fit in a baby backpack. Yup, it has been a while.
From Carlsbad Caverns (probably about 4 hours later), we are driving to Albuquerque, NM. Before we get to Albuquerque, we are going through Alien-Central, Roswell. I told my husband that I was hopeful of a cheap t-shirt stand in Roswell so I could buy one of those “I landed in Roswell and all I got was the shirt” or something. A souvenir that says CHEESE.
My husband did say that we will be able to go to Sedona, NM on our way to the Grand Canyon. Santa Fe is one of my favorite cities as it is full of art. As a former art major, I just eat up creativity and a town that is full of it HAS to be one of my favorites. Sedona is supposed to be just like Santa Fe as far as art and culture. It will be an unexpected treat to visit Sedona.
We will start down the Grand Canyon on Monday. Our backpacks, tent, sleeping bags, food, water, etc. came in a bit more than we planned. Our packs weigh: 22# for our son, 33# for me, 45# for my husband. Our packs will weigh the most as we head off as the trail on the way down doesn’t have water stops. When we come out, there are plenty of water stops and most of our food will be gone. Thank goodness for Ibuprofen and Bengay!
Day 1 is in the books. I can’t wait for a hot shower and a good night sleep. Tomorrow will be full of stalagmites, stalatites, bats, and aliens. OH MY!