Breakfast at Cline's Corners, New Mexico. The coffee was strong and so was the morality:
Acoma Pueblo, New Mexico. Max and I toured a still-inhabited ancient pueblo village on the top of a 367-foot mesa. Our tour guide, Joseph, was amazing, but it was incredibly hot on the top of the bluff. And I somehow thought Birkenstocks would be appropriate footwear. Nonetheless, our visit was totally cool and I highly recommend a detour from Route 66 to see Sky City.
Me climbing down from the mesa on the original stone steps. In Birkenstocks.