Hell in Albuquerque, Relief in OK City

Well, we skipped yesterday's blog entry in our rush to get out of the most horrible Motel 6 on the face of the earth. Think of the words you might consider to describe your worst overnight experience, and you will still fall short of the raw awfulness of this Motel 6. I'll just say this: You should never awake in the morning, get out of bed, and look down at a petrified slice of pizza.

The drive into Albuquerque from Kingman was something to see. Susan took us out that morning.



We were in a rush to get across the country, but we did make time to stop off in the Petrified Forest to see The Painted Desert.

Incredible.

Lots of Thunderstorms on the way to Albuquerque!

Nothing more need be said about Albuquerque. I'm sure it must be beautiful. All I saw was the Motel 6, McDonalds, and WalMart.

But... the next day the drive through Arizona and Texas into Oklahoma was smooth. And flat. I thought I knew flat. Nope. Ate lunch at a Dairy Queen in Vega, Texas. We had the option to Texas size our drinks, but their idea of a Medium is what passed for Xtra Large in California. So, what do you drink out of when you Texas size your drink? A trough, that's what.

And when we arrived in Oklahoma City, the hotel was paradise in comparison to Motel 6. The kitties gave it 32 paws up!



Okay... out the door for Memphis, Tennessee!

More to come!