OMG was my refrain for our first week in New Mexico. And even this morning when Bill took me to the airport I was overcome with awe over the beauty of Albuquerque at night. We were at a high altitude looking down at the city lights, with the Sandia Mountains in the background, streaks of clouds in front of the mountains with the sunrise to the south. I’ll post the one picture i was able to get while we were driving. Perhaps you will enjoy it and it will certainly jog my memory of this beautiful morning.
But in my opinion nothing in New Mexico compares to the various mountain ranges each having it’s own unique colors, formations, and vegetation. Locals referred to some of them as the red mountains. They were solid brick red with no variation in color and enormous, one after another. There were huge rocks on many of the mountains and these rocks set on smaller rocks in ways that appeared to be totally impossible.
So much more than travel 