Sante Fe, New Mexico
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!!
We drove to Sante Fe today, and the landscape is starting to grow on me, I think. Grass as yellow as the dirt that patches it, mountains fading away into the sky, small green shrubs that somehow resist the heat. The road stretches on relentlessly, with not a curve in sight. Every now and then we pass through a small, rusting town with four motels and not much else. I wouldn't be surprised if no one bothered to even put these towns on the ma...