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Daily Narrative The day began with 70 degree dry air wafting through the bus' screen window. Theresa would like you to know that she couldn't be happier. We rose slowly recovering from the previous days' early mornings. Once we pulled together enough direction to get on the road, we headed for an education on what put Roswell on the map fifty years ago at the UFO Museum. The UFO Museum is an enormous collection of didactic information, mostly detailing how our deceitful and manipulative government has conspired to keep the truth about aliens secret for decades. A lot of thought has apparently gone into this, and the museum is a nice blend of heart felt message and entrepreneurial sales of all things alien. The town of Roswell apparently shares part of this enthusiasm, aligning much of it's commerce along an alien theme. After an hour or so of educating ourselves, we headed west for the day's second highlight, the post-mortem home of Smokey the Bear. Capitan, New Mexico, was the small town in which the original Smokey was found orphaned in a tree after a forest fire in the early forties. We visited his grave site and the Smokey the Bear Museum. On the whole, a very pleasant rural tourist attraction and educational opportunity. From Capitan we wove north toward Santa Fe, through that hot and empty country of highway 54 and then highway 285. Just before reaching Santa Fe, we drove into what must have been the strongest winds of our trip and Theresa tacked the bus into the wind like a seasoned (although uneasy) pro. We found the plaza in downtown Santa Fe and had an excellent Mexican dinner before discovering what you can actually pay for authentic native American art and crafts. Santa Fe is notable for the fact that almost every building in this good sized town is built to look like an adobe pueblo building. This ranges from apartment complexes, to corner Chevrons, to Office Max. Theresa refers to it as faux adobe, Brian shortens this to fauxdobe. It is a little odd, but also makes Santa Fe kind of nice to look at. We found a nice campground about ten miles east of Santa Fe and checked in for the night.
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