Into New Mexico

After 10 days in Texas I spent my first night in Roswell. There's not a lot to it. The alien tourist kitsch is overdone, to say the least.

My motel, The Western Inn, was nearly as funky as the place in Gallup. Looked like a few of their guests lived there on a somewhat permanent basis. One woman, in particular, looked a lite meth-y. Beware of rooms priced below $50. But no late night law enforcement visits and the Western did provide a bit of photo fuel.