Roadtrip to ABQ (A Photo Diary)

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DALLAS, TEXAS. Lesson learned: buy your tickets early to save more than half of the price you’d pay when you buy offline and on the same day of your trip. – 20 June 2016

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TEXAS. I’ve always loved roadtrips. It had always been a kind of dream to me to just grab my backpack one day, hop on a bus, and go to an unknown sleepy town. Little did I know that my first roadtrip to a foreign land will happen in the US. – 20 June 2016

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AMARILLO, TEXAS. Waiting for our delayed bus. Amarillo is small sleepy town in Texas. Being so near the border of USA and Mexico, this terminal was filled with Mexicans going to cities like LA, Albuquerque, and Denver. – 21 June 2016

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TEXAS/NEW MEXICO. This woman was the only Asian I saw in this trip. She looked Native American to me. She blended so well with the Mexicans until she took her newspaper out from her bag and started reading it. It was written in Chinese. I spent hours imaging how life must have been like for her, probably knowing very little English and living in a place with so few people she probably knew. Chinese people hold on to their culture so well to the point of outcasting themselves from other people. It made me wonder if she ever felt home there. – 21 June 2016

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TEXAS/NEW MEXICO. There was a long stretch of desert (what did I expect?) going to New Mexico, it made me question if I went too far in having this ‘solo roadtrip to a foreign place’ thing. I did not read up much on Albuquerque, I kept convincing myself that it was not going to be like this. ABQ was, after all, a city. – 21 June 2016

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ALBUQUERQUE, NEW MEXICO. It was still a bit chilly in this high desert. I did not take photos of the place the cab passed by, but it was a beautiful, BEAUTIFUL place. The Native American buildings and houses were still preserved in this city. I wish the Aztec ruins were not as far from the airport. I would have gone there without second thoughts. If there is one place I’d go back to in the US, it is New Mexico. – 21 June 2016

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OLD TOWN, ALBUQUERQUE. Old Town is the Intramuros of Albuquerque. I stayed in a lodge 5-10 minutes walk from here. Since I arrived way too early, I started exploring their oldest town. – 21 June 2016

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OLD TOWN, ALBUQUERQUE. The shops were still closed. Those long hanging decors are red chilies, by the way. By 10am, I went to the shops to explore and buy souvenirs which were mainly Indian crafts. Most of the workers were Native Americans, too. I loved this place. – 21 June 2016

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CHURCH STREET CAFE, OLD TOWN. The only place open for breakfast. One of the most famous cafes in Old Town, too. I had another Havas Rancheros for the Nth time, but with green and red chilies they call Christmas. The chilies made it New Mexican. I have to say, I had the best rancheros here! – 21 June 2016

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CHURCH STREET CAFE, OLD TOWN. What is a desert without those cactus? – 21 June 2016

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CHURCH STREET CAFE, OLD TOWN. Restaurant workers, at least in Dallas and in Albuquerque, are very welcoming. They approach you every now and then while you eat just to make sure that you are doing fine. Also, I just noticed that Americans can be very warm. I think it is really in their culture to ask people how they are doing and really engage you in a conversation, small talk or not. I grew up believing adults that Filipinos are the warmest people on Earth. I beg to disagree. This is the second country to have proven me otherwise. – 21 June 2016

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OLD TOWN, ALBUQUERQUE. By around lunch time, people started flocking the place. – 21 June 2016

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ALBUQUERQUE, NEW MEXICO. By around 2PM, I started feeling a bit sick. I haven’t slept yet after a 15-hour travel by land. I was also already in auto-pilot, I accidentally took my PH medicines when I needed to take Paracetamol. I had to empty my stomach to save my liver from possible serious damage. I also had boils in my right foot, so I finally decided to call it a day. When I woke up at 6PM, I went for a walk in my slippers to buy myself a bread for dinner. I slept after that, and finally, FINALLY, said goodbye to my week-long jet lag. – 21 June 2016

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