I'm beginning my last week in ABQ, with plans to head for Tucson on Monday, October 29. The photos below show the year's first real cold front moving into the Sandia Mountain area today, so I'm leaving at just the right time. While beautiful, the mountains today look ominous and very cold. Some elevations will get their first snow this week.

Later in the week, warmer weather will return. Tonight it will dip below freezing sometime after midnight, but by Tuesday night the evening temps will return to the mid 40s.

In Tucson, Arizona, the temperatures will be much milder during the next few weeks. I'm seeking the warmth of the sun this Winter, so it's time to move on west and south. Once in Tucson, I'll see how things go. The Casino del Sol looks nice. I'll check it out first and go from there.

I've enjoyed my time in ABQ, but it's time to hit the road once again.






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I’m guessing the best place to taste the real flavor of a community is the coin-operated Laundromat. One of life’s necessary duties is washing clothes. Almost everyone must do it. I say “almost everyone” because I doubt Paris Hilton has ever put a cup of Tide into a washer, unless of course it was done on some goofy reality TV show. Without the local coin-operated machines where would a person go to wash their smelly socks?

The American Laundromat provides a snapshot of the community in which it is located. Visit any of these places and you’ll find a cross section of locals: college students, senior adults, single mothers with kids in tow, middle-aged couples, and travelers like me. And it’s amazing how quiet the place is.

For whatever reason, the Laundromat is the one gathering place in the community where very little talking takes place. I suppose it is the nature of cleaning clothes in public—exposing of your dirty laundry before a gawking crowd tends to make you tight-lipped. When you walk in with your duffle bag full of soiled underwear, the last thing you want to do is have a deep conversation with a stranger about the war in Iraq. So, the result is often silence.

I wonder if the Laundromat is uniquely American. Do other countries have such places? For some reason, I just cannot picture a Laundromat in Paris, or Stockholm, or even London for that matter. Obviously, foreigners must wash their clothes somewhere. Unless your in Germany, that is. And I know in many places around the world the local river serves as the place to clean your pants, so I guess we are lucky to have these places.
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I know I’m fortunate to have found some wonderful Laundromats since I’ve been on the road. The nicest one I’ve seen is located near the University of Oklahoma in Norman. It was clean, had an attendant ready to help you with a big smile on her face, and there was a color TV so you could watch “Oprah” while waiting for the rinse cycle to finish. Of course, the day I was there Paris Hilton was Oprah’s guest.

My Christmas Wish List

My Christmas Wish List

The Winnebago View, 2008, is now available and I want one. I only need to raise about $50,000. No problem.

"Like most of the others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right. I shared a vagrant optimism that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top.

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At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between these two poles--a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other--that kept me going."

"The Rum Diary", Hunter S. Thompson, 1959.

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I saw this sign yesterday and had to take a shot of it.

Husband to his wife: "Honey, breakfast in bed is so cliche'. How about breakfast in the pool?"

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The Borders Bookstore on Wyoming is next door to the Whole Foods Market, and I've spent plenty of days at both places. The photo below is taken from my favorite chair near the front windows.



Here I am trying to look like I'm working. See the Dallas Cowboys decal on my laptop? I won the decal at the Sandia Resort in a drawing. A local radio station was giving away prizes during a Cowboys football game. That decal, retail $19.95, is about the only thing I've won at the Sandia Casino!

Where will I go next? I'm thinking seriously about heading south to Socorro, then take the scenic Hwy. 60 through the Tularosa Mountains on my way to Silver City in the southwestern part of New Mexico. From there it's a short drive to Tucson, Arizona. I can make the drive in one day, unless I decide to stop and visit some tourist attractions along the way. The Gila Cliff Dwellings might be a nice place to see, located in the Gila Wilderness Area north of Silver City.

I've made my decision to head south and west in a few days. I'll give my notice to my boss today, and will work through next week. I'll target Sunday, October 28, as the launch date for the next leg of my Fall Adventure (the Fall Adventure is quickly becoming a Winter Adventure!).

I've been receiving emails regularly from investors both in Dallas and Las Vegas, making me anxious to get to Nevada. However, I'm in no hurry. We'll see where The Road takes me. It may be early Spring before I arrive in Henderson, Nevada. I'm enjoying traveling my way across the Southwest. I'm looking to spend the Winter in the warmest climate I can find. It appears that southern Arizona and California are nice during the Winter months.

"Finger of the Week": October 15, 2007

Balloon Fiesta, 2007, Albuquerque

As I continue my travel across the Southwest, Albuquerque has been a nice stop over for me. I recently took some photos with a new Nikon digital camera the size of a credit card. I'm wanting to push the limits of this low cost 7 pixel camera, and will post some results here as I go along.

Below are a few shots from the Balloon Fiesta in Albuquerque.

Isleta Casino and The Patio

I visited the Iselta Casino last night. It's located about 10 miles south of Albuquerque on Exit 215 from Interstate 25. I didn't see the casino from the I-25, but once I took the exit and rounded a curve to the southeast the casino appeared in the distance. Alone in the desert, the Isleta Tribal Council has created this place and I'm not sure I'll ever be back.

For one thing, there's nothing else to do within miles of the place. They are building a huge resort motel next to the current facilities, but I could see no other development of any kind in the area: no homes, no shopping malls, nothing. I admit I didn't look around much, but from the looks of things this casino is like the Route 66 Casino west of town: all alone on the reservation and miles from the nearest grocery store. Albuquerque is not far, maybe ten minutes north on I-25, however.

The second reason I was not impressed by the Isleta Casino is the poker room. Since poker is about all that I play at a casino, a poker room must be a good one. Unfortunately the poker room at the Isleta is very small. I counted eight tables packed inside a space the size of double-car garage. I visited the place on a Saturday night and there were only two tables active with players. At the Sandia Resort, as a comparison, on a Saturday night there are maybe 18-20 tables full of players with a waiting list.

After leaving the Isleta I drove back to the Sandia and spent the evening watching high-stakes blackjack players. I awaited the eight 0'clock drawing for the Fall Cash Giveaway, but alas was not selected to take home the $7,000 pot.

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She cuts my hair, so I have to mention her. I write of her because she represents the many kind people I have met while on the road. She works hard, has a funny disposition, and obviously loves people. I first noticed her at Starbucks, on The Patio. I was a new arrival in town and was sitting on The Patio and noticed she came there for breaks from work. Her hair salon is located next door. Every day for a week I saw her. I finally met her and had her give me a haircut. Often here family will drop by and visit with her. They are typical of the working class of Albuquerque, living from payday to payday, lucky to get a day off and maybe a break during the work day.

This composite picture of life at the Starbucks patio also contains images of weathly retired people who frequent the place to talk shop and read their newspaper. They've made money in real estate, the hi-tech industry that flourishes here, or any number of the federally-related scientific and military businesses for which Albuquerque is known. Along with the lady who cuts my hair, I've met movie producers, real estate developers, consultants, stock brokers, scientists, artists and authors on The Patio.

They all ask me, of course, what I do for living. I tell them, "I'm doing it. I sit at Starbucks all day and visit with people."

One particular man I see almost every day, I have not met. He's a consultant for people looking for professional jobs. He meets his clients on The Patio. They discuss resumes, job interviews, and all kinds of issues related to job-seeking. He's written a book that he provides them, has regular meetings with them individually and in groups, and has periodic conferences related to helping others find high-paying professional work.

How do I know all of this? By listening closely. I sit near by and listen in. I've learned a great deal from him and he has no idea I'm one of his "clients." He's a busy man. I've seen him meet as many as four days in a row with four different clients. Most of his clients are middle to late aged, and are concerned about competing in the professional job market against younger men and women. He often tells them, "looking for a good job is a full-time job in itself." A person must put in the time and effort to find the job they desire. I can feel the empathy he has for them, and I can understand their frustration. Many of his clients have been forced out of their high-paying careers for numerous reasons, and now find they have to hit the job-seeking market.

One afternoon, this consultant finished couseling a man who was obviously in anguish over his situation. I could tell by observation that this particular client was in emotional trouble and the consultant did his best to keep him focused on his future. It was evidently a rough meeting.

After his client left, the consultant looked tired, took a sip of his coffee, then received a phone call:

"Yes, dear. I'm coming home. Do you need anything?"

"Some soup? Do you like that chicken noodle?"

"Okay. I'll run by the store on the way home. I love you."

My Life in ABQ, Cowboy Football, and Other Stuff

I thought I would post some photos and give you a sense of what I've been doing and where I've been hanging out since I've been in ABQ.

The photo above is of the Wilderness in High Desert, a residential community and park area just minutes from the Sandia Resort. Homes are located at the foot of the Sandia Mountains, costing a bundle of cash.

When I look at this photo taken of me at Starbucks, I have to admit I looked pretty relaxed. It's been a fun trip so far. I'm trying hard to alleviate any stress in my life. My routine is to walk next door and buy a butter croissant and yogurt at the Smith's Grocery, then come back to Starbucks for breakfast. You'll notice two cups on my table next to my yogurt: coffee and orange juice I get free at the Sandia Resort. Why buy an overpriced cup of coffee at Starbucks when I can get it for free?

One of the many Starbucks in ABQ is this one located next door to the UPS Store where I work (see photo below). I'm here almost every morning and before work. The patio at the right is perfect in the mornings and evenings for reading, writing, or just visiting with locals who gather there.

The UPS Store above has been good to me while here. The employees and owner are all very nice and easy to work with. It's also not a bad part time job for someone traveling around the country. There are over 4,000 UPS Stores nationwide. I did some checking and found 55 UPS Stores within a 10 mile radius of Las Vegas! ABQ has about nine stores.

For lunch, I'll often eat at the Whole Foods Market on Wyoming Blvd. One reason is this view from the patio. I took the photo above while eating lunch there yesterday. I usually buy one of the great soups from the deli inside the store. Of course, the green chili and cheddar cheese bread they make is awesome, too.
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How about them Cowboys? I just read the USA Today’s front page today, and the “Battle of the Unbeatens” is starting to heat up. I can’t wait! Go Cowboys!

I watched the Romo Rally at the Tlur P’a Lounge at the Sandia Resort last Monday night. About 75 of us gathered in front of a big screen to shout for our team, fans from all over the country were represented. I invited two elderly gentlemen from New York to join me at my table, since seating was limited. They were big fans of football and we had a great time. When the Cowboys made the touchdown, we stood and cheered and gave each other high-fives. When the miracle onside kick occurred, we stood and cheered and gave each other high-fives, again. When the subsequent two field goals were made the entire crowd went crazy and everyone was cheering so loud you could no longer hear the slot machines just a few feet away. What a night!

I’ve watched five Cowboys games while here in ABQ. I’ve watched three games at the Tlur P’a Lounge (yes, the name is spelled correctly… Pueblo Indians have a since of humor when it comes to names). I watched the opening game of the season at Sneakerz (yes, the “z” is correct…sports bar owners have a sense of humor, too). And I actually watched one game at two different locations, from two sports bars located next to each other. I began the game at Twin Peaks (a new sports-themed restaurant) and left at half-time to finish the game at the Fox and Hound Sports Bar. Therefore, to summarize, I’ve watched five Cowboys games at four different locations.

Which of the above mentioned locations is my favorite? It would have to be the Fox and Hound. That’s where I will be this Sunday at 2:15 p.m. to watch the “Battle of the Unbeatens.”

The Balloon Fiesta of 2007 comes to a close on Sunday. Each night the fireworks display has been amazing to watch from high atop the plateau that overlooks the valley where the activities take place. The Sandia Resort parking lot is a favorite local spot to watch the events.

Albuquerque is actually in a valley, with the Sandia Mountain range to the east and gently rolling hills and mesa lands stretching to the west. To the north you can just get a glimpse of the imposing southern end of the Rockies that touch Santa Fe. The Resort is located near the foot the Sandia Mountains, elevated enough to look down on a valley that makes up northern Albuquerque. This makes the resort a perfect place to view the Balloon Fiesta.

I’ve now been working part time at a UPS retail store in a shopping strip for about six weeks. It’s been fun to meet some locals and get a feel for the community. I’ve met evangelistic ministers, factory owners, small business owners, retail store managers, real estate agents, authors, retirees, and all sorts of high school kids who skate by on their boards from the La Cueva High School next door to the shopping center.

I've enjoyed my stay in ABQ, however, the call of the road is getting louder each day. I’m beginning to feel like it’s time to hit the highway once again and head west. My intention all along was to stay in Albuquerque through the month of October and then decide when and where to go next. It appears that at the end of the month I may once again pack up and move on west for the Winter. I may even decide to spend the Winter in southern Arizona and California before making my way to Las Vegas in the early Spring. We’ll just have to see how the wind blows.