Crossing into New Mexico from Texas was a huge milestone on our cross country road trip: we had finally ENTERED THE WILD WILD WEST (how many times will I use this phrase now that I live in the west? The limit most likely does not exist) after stops in Nashville and Dallas!
Once over the border, we were officially in a different time zone, a different region of the United States and the landscape changed so drastically and so abruptly — it was semi-alarming. Suddenly we were looking at mesas and the desert and red dirt and round little bushes scattered across the land. I’m fairly certain the phrases, “ho. ly. shit.” and “WHAT ARE WE EVEN LOOKING AT?” escaped our mouths on more than a few occasions.
We pulled into Tucumcari, New Mexico shortly after entering the state. It was a small town, but it’s the largest city between Amarillo…
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