Another multi-hour dash across the desert, from Flagstaff to Albuquerque. However, it was about 25 degrees cooler than the Mojave, thanks to elevation, cloud cover, and a sprinkling of rain.
About 50 miles of the drive, I was following a Ryder rental truck because we were both content to cruise at 70 MPH. But the whine of its tires eventually became too much and I took an exit for a break.
I’ve driven this stretch of I-40 a dozen times or so, and there has always been construction. This time had the least I can remember.
Now it’s a hotel room and delivery pizza, then off to Taos to see friends again.