Today Bev and I drove north from the El Malpais lava fields to the nearest town of any size: Grants,New Mexico. I’m sitting in a McDonalds drinking coffee and using the restaurant’s wi-fi. Quite a luxury after a few nights camping in “primitive” BLM sites!
We came into town on Rt. 117, which many decades ago was part of Route 66. Grants is full of motels, fast-food joints, and it even has a Wal Mart. Our attention was caught by a sad-looking motel dating back to the days when Route 66 was the main high-speed inter-coastal highway.
Here is a motel which has truly “gone by the wayside”; I’m sure the proprietors never imagined that the name would be prophetic:
While Bev waited in the van I walked around to the back of the motel, which has a second-floor porch. I peered through a broken window and saw this dusty interior; I positioned my camera between the bars (which didn’t seem to have preserved the glass) and took this shot:
Bev and Sage the collie are awaiting me in the van. I will reluctantly close this net connection, as we’re off to Chaco Canyon!