Sunday, September 4, 2011


Oh god, that was surprisingly good. BACON CHEESEBURGER! Nom.

Yeah, I got off at Albuquerque to grab a bite, stretch my legs and get some warmth back in the ol’ body. These train air-conditioners are criminally cold.

After the nomz, I wandered around the train as it was being refueled and inspected to get some pictures. I met the nice New Zealander who I had dinner with last night and we had a short chat about train discomfort and the value of these long stops.


That was odd. As I was writing the bit above, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up expecting a fellow traveler but got a paunch and a badge.

Apparently the Albuquerque Police Department wants to know about my trip as much as I want to talk about it.

Oh well, can’t be too careful around bearded, turbaned tourists traveling alone, can we?


  1. wow.. you alright? what did they ask you?

  2. I'm fine. They didn't arserape me, you know - just questions. Where are you going, where did you get on, can I see some ID and so on.