Wednesday, July 06, 2005

New Mexico. The White Sands Desert.
When I moved to Arizona the first time, for grad school, I drove across country with my friend Tom. On a whim we decided to pull off the road to see the White Sands National Monument, having no idea how incredible it would be.
Now, nearly eight years later, and heading, alone, in the opposite direction, here I am again.
I remember it as being a pure white expanse the last time, but now it seems as scraggly and unkempt as me.

Comments:
Thanks Scott. You asked me the night before I left if I was going to stop at the White Sands, and I said no. I didn't think I was. But YahooMaps took me on a slightly different route than I thought it would, and I found myself there. I would have gone deeper in, but I was worried about the time.
 
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