Traveling the neon pavement at night, with its ever-changing orange, red, green, gold and purple moods. Watching the signs which shift constantly but never blink. Hearing the rise and fall of tires in their conversations with the road. Feeling the thwap! of your shoes as they wilt a little in the face of the heat with each step you take. This is Albuquerque. And this is the Desert Sands Motor Hotel.

May 20, 2012