I spent all of last week working in Albuquerque. The weather in March is fantastic, with cool mornings and warm, sunny afternoons. I was impressed with the friendly people who seem to take a lot of pride in their town, and it shows. It is a tidy place, generally free of litter, unlike other cities I’ve seen in the southwest.
I shot this picture of downtown from a hill near the airport. It’s not a great picture, but it’s the only overview that I could get.
Old Route 66 runs through Albuquerque, where it is called Central Avenue. There are still a handful of vintage motels operating, but it’s a far cry from the number before the interstate was built. Some of them look a little seedy. Nob Hill Court is one of the survivors that looks to be in pretty good shape.
This is a composite photo of a couple of the old signs that are still on Central Ave. The Aztec Motel is gone, only the sign remains. The other one is still in business.
Adobe-style architecture is predominate in Albuquerque’s older neighborhoods. Below are some duplex apartments that serve as student housing near the University of New Mexico campus.
I saw this tailgate mural while in the drive-thru at a McDonald’s. I will refrain from any commentary.
Because I hate being in a hotel room more than almost anything, I spent several hours “working” while parked at the aircraft viewing area at the Albuquerque airport. Of course, I had my camera.
Apparently, in Albuquerque, grass on your grave is optional, or maybe it costs extra. This could be common practice in the desert, I don’t know.
Artists flock to New Mexico, for reasons I don’t pretend to understand. Below is one of the galleries on Central Avenue.
I don’t know if this Central Ave. diner is authentic or a retro imitation. I’m guessing it’s the latter.