Dallas, TX to Taos Pueblo, NM
11.03.2016 - 12.03.2016
Today we chased the sun across the sky as we headed due West across the state of Texas. With a friend to make the drive with me from here on out, the long hours in the car went by much faster. See below for what our car set up was like (I was a bit overexcited about driving through a new place).
It also helps that Tian never gets lost, and knows what routes are most interesting to drive through.
My mind was blown when I started to see the desert-like landscape unfold with the dry grasses jutting up sporadically among the red rock. But all Tian would say is "just wait, today is like the least scenic day. It'll keep getting better." I realized later she was right, but I still took way too many pictures of what I saw along the barren Texas roads.
We stopped at the VW Beetle Ranch as we were passing through Panhandle, TX to check out some slug bugs stuck up on sticks and coated in graffiti that was inches thick.
I used to drive a Volkswagen Beetle that was famous for its faults ranging from the duct taped brake light to the multiple engine warning lights that were on since I bought the thing. It was weird to see a version of my car in worse shape for once.
Next to the cars was an abandoned building turned installation art, equally coated with graffiti and littered with ribbons and art paraphernalia on the inside.
The rest of the drive was a blur of long roads and gas station stops (80+ mph highways really seem to empty the gas tank quick).
As night fell, I made my little Kia Rio brave the precarious ascent to the top of the Taos Mountains, full of winding roads through thick forests without streetlights. The last 40 miles of the drive took about an hour and a half, and was painfully boring since we couldn't see the scenic mountain landscapes around us in the dark. Luckily, the absolute darkness allowed for incredible astrophotography. We were able to pause near the top of the mountain to take some pictures of the billions of stars cutting holes in the night sky.
By the time we finally arrived at Taos Pueblo, it was late and all we wanted was dinner and a place to sleep. We checked out a local bar that was pretty crowded, probably because it was the only one that was still open. Interestingly, it seemed to have an equal mix of both tourists and locals, and everyone was mingling together. After a drink, however, we were ready to end the adventure for the day and finally get some rest.