
Ha! For the first time Wilma was ahead of them all! With the tanks full of propane and water and enough food in the fridge we had no need to panic.
Only a couple of minutes later and Santa Fe was closed.
Ok, ok, I admit, we hit a motel when turning up the heating still made the temperature inside of Wilma going down. That night the temperature dropped to minus 30 degree Fahrenheit, as low as it hasn’t been in New Mexico since 1951.
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former Indian dwellings |
Taos Pueblo |
More astonishing than all the gypsum white sand dunes we saw on our way was the ignorance of the museums in Alamos. Alamos, a city that only exists because the US once built it for the scientists who in a secret mission built the A-bomb there, prides itself to be the atomic city. The museums glorify the invention and effects of the A-bomb without showing any pictures or stories of those who had been killed by it. Nagasaki wasn’t mentioned at all.
White Sands |
Now the snow is gone, the temperature rose to above zero and our fridge is colder than the living room again: we’re heading south!!
P.S. When Chris was painting some patches on Wilma that were leftovers from our accident he was asked by a lady: “Tell me, what are you doing? I’m new to the RV-scene. Will I have to do this for maintenance, too?”
Sure, some fresh paint once a month will keep you going!