The only thing worse than Albuquerque in May is Albuquerque in June.
Santa Fe in ten days for ye olde annual plasma consortium
I've been through there dozens of times but I think this is the first time I went to Albuquerque. In my head it's an in-between place.
Yeah but I thought New Mexico managed to push Purgatory up into Colorado. Mainly 'cuz I sprained my ankle there as a kid and crutch-walked myself around the the Anasazi ruins near four corners. I thank my family and my own clumsiness for the opportunity.
My childhood bedroom contains a printed-on-wallboard "map" of all the ski areas in northern New Mexico/southern Colorado as seen orthographically and as presented by Coors. It was probably printed in the '70s. By the mid '80s, when I got it, half of them were gone. Three or four of them I'd never heard of. I'll bet there are even fewer now. Haven't seen that map since 2012 'cuz I enjoy not going home. A Texan injuring himself in the snow around Durango? Story checks out. As to the "Anasazi ruins near Four Corners" that was where, for some reason, I had to spend a lot of Thanksgivings. I suspect it was related to my mother's disinterest in spending time with either her family or my father's. As a result, "eating dead buffet as the only family in the restaurant of the Best Western in Farmington" became one of the principle reasons I reclaimed Thanksgiving for my own.