Today Chris & I travel to a magical, far away place where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer and the towels are oh so fluffy where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long and anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel — Albuquerque. Though likely we’ll just be passing through as we visit the more interesting portions of New Mexico over the next two weeks.