So I was off to Roswell. If I couldn’t find weird there, I likely wouldn’t find it anywhere.
I pulled into town and found a shady place to park. The first weird thing I spotted wasn’t very weird though. It was sort of a rocket-like structure that had once been part of a slide. Nearby was a statue of John Simpson Chisum, “Cattle King of the Pecos”.
What follows is a smattering of photos I took in downtown Roswell.
Then on to Portales where I found a collection of windmill parts.
In Clovis, I found a statue acknowledging the Clovis People as the earliest ones on our continent, at least as of what we know today.
And then I settled for the night in Hereford, Texas.
I thought I had, anyway. Soon some jerk was honking his horn regularly. Then some 20-somethings came in and started drinking. I figured it wasn’t a good place for me for the night and ended up, unfortunately, at a Love’s. At least it was a safe place with clean bathrooms and the coffee was ready in the morning.
More soon.
Emilie Vardaman 