While I was falling in love with my new nomadic lifestyle, leaving my sons behind was hard. They are both well on their way to being successful adults, but I knew that the coming months without physically hanging out with them would be tough.
So, we grabbed one more dinner together at Birriería Doña María Longmont.
If you ever find yourself there, you MUST try the Mexican Pizza!
And of course, a marg always goes well with some spicy grub.
And you can never go wrong with some fried ice cream!
The next morning, I hit the road heading south on I-25 with plans to stay somewhere in southern Colorado.
However, the weather was just too cold, so I kept pounding until I made it into New Mexico.
As the sun began to set, I knew I was too tired to make it all the way to Roswell, where I was hoping to be abducted by aliens. So, I pulled off on the side of the road at a rest stop and passed out, dreaming of what this next phase of my adventure would hold.