We drove more than 460 miles today to see Phil and Marsha in Las Cruces, New Mexico, and to have lunch with them at one of our favorite Mexican restaurants, La Posta in Old Mesilla. When we lived in the PNW and drove out (usually brought a dog) to visit family in Texas over the holidays and took the southern route because of weather, a dinner stop at La Posta was calculated in. It had been about 20 years since Dan was there last. The food is still great, and it was fun to share it with friends.
It is a long drive, but an easy one: down I-10, and ne'er a town in between. There is a lot of empty desert, and views of what I think of as The West: large plains with scrub, a few cattle and craggy mountain ridges. Driving is rather stress free as population is sparse; most of the traffic is long-haul trucking.