New Mexico

Driving in Texas is not fun at all. Never ending strips of flat land interrupted by reduced speed zones and a constant fear of a visit from the State Trooper. There are small areas of incline that do resemble the Old West I like to drive through.

It isn't until New Mexico that I can settle into my 75 mile per hour drive with vistas of plateaus, cacti, shrubs and bikers. The sky also glows with a greater expanse of pillowed clouds and pastel colors. That's what road trips are made for.