Well then, moving on...

I was pretty fucking tired when I wrote that. Besides all of the nonsense of video games...My father and I went to wal-mart to be ready for the soon to be extreme sunburn from hell. I finally got back to the hotel, tired as all fucking hell and sunburned to a crisp. I wanted to die. Someone needed to kill me at that moment. I got in the shower, completely red, and my neck and arms in pain. 2nd degree burns. Ouch. I get out, towel myself off super carefully, put on the aloe and we went to Dave's house for dinner. It went well, we had chicken, pasta, salad, etc. Good dinner qualities, rounded meals. Twas a nice event. We headed out, me tired and angry at myself for going hiking...oh well though no big deal sorta. I sleep after this, it was a good day...long, tiring, full of pain and anguish on my part. Sorta eventful. I'd say at the very least and interesting day.

I wake up, groggy, feeling the static electricity from the dry air stuck to my legs from the blanket. Ugh. I touch the side railing of the bed to ground myself so I don't end up giving myself an unpleasant shock before a shower. I quickly get up, shower, and attempt to make it downstairs for breakfast. Success. I get there and my mother's prepared a plate of hash browns, eggs, sausage, and a buscuit. I take the liberty upon myself to make an awesome waffle. It's delicious. Slathered in syrup, I eat this first, warm and delicious. Moving on to the rest, it's all pretty satisfying, I hadn't eaten in about 10 or so hours. I was hungry. My father had planned on sight seeing while my mother helped with wedding preparations. We depart from the hotel. Heading towards the large mountains in Albuquerque. Eventually we reach what seems to be a small booth. We pay our 1 dollar entry into the park, pretty decent if I may say so myself. Decently priced considering. We drive further towards the tram that leads up to the top of the mountain. I reach the entrance, tired after having walked up some flights of stairs. I wondered...how well would I fare up there? Not very well I'm guessing. 17.50 for a ticket from the bottom, to the top, then back down for the tram. Not as bad as one might think, considering you get an anytime you want return trip. I was happy with it. I got plenty of pictures, many of which will tell the stories of the things I've seen. I definately elaborate on this part once I get to uploading them. We hiked. Many miles, roughly 5. Well and all, but tiring. I sit here, sunburned to all fuck from this adventure, but still, worth it. Who knows if my father is going to ever come back to the top of this mountain as long as he lives, or even me for that matter. Specific details extracted from pictures. Stay tuned. My father and I get to being pretty hungry. We head to the Coronado mall. We find the food court and eat chinese at a place called Ichiban. Not quite as good as the one in corpus but still all the goodness. I go by the arcade. I see shit. it's not attractive at all. The most elaborate arcades were the  systems from the final furlong game (horse gallop game) fighter vs SVC.

Ready to go, just waiting around for my parents to gather their things and get into the car. Suddenly hearing what appears to be bickering about leaving things on, I take the liberty of turning the A/C to off. Wise choice, as this was brought up later. Neither had checked. I'm in the car and we take off. The start of our trip. It doesn't look any different, it's the same road you take when going north no matter what out of this town. As we're on our way I start to notice something, this same road that I've seen, as well as everything along it's path is silghtly different than I can recall from 5 years past. Changes, things change. I mean the entire reason I'm going to New Mexico itself is to watch my sister, who as far back as I can remember used to be in Middle School and hang out with her friends. This has changed, she moved, she's fallen in love, she's getting married. Things change and all we can do sometimes is accept them. My parents and I speak of the reading I have to do from the bible, and the tone I'm going to use. I impersonate an African American Gospel Church Scene, my mother is almost in tears. I remember that I'm not like that around my parents, and that I've kind of deprived them of having a son who speaks to them. Fate though reassures me that there's a reason why we're all on this trip. Regardless, enough of this sappy mumbo jumbo... We reach the parking garage in San Antonio. The top floor of the parking garage is brand new cement, and it makes me feel small. I can see most of the outskirts of the city and see the way it's spread out. It's amazing how clear the air is as you're higher up. I'm no longer bitter from this morning and my spirits are high. So many barefoot people staggering slowly towards people in uniform as they gave us permission to get our belongings back. My father is a badass at this point. He gets an orange from my bag, and asks the lady if he has to eat it now, or later. My dad....my fucking dad, is going to walk through an airport terminal holding a goddamned orange. I wanted to shake his hand on principle alone. We're finally at the terminal and we empty our pockets, my parents on one line, me on the other. It reminded me of a concentration camp. I empty my pockets, put my bag on the table, and continue on, forgetting about my belt. I begin to think about taking it off and putting it in a bowl and just decide against it. I pass easily. My parents had gone before me, but my dad set it off. I pointed at his hat, which he forgot thinking that was the case. It turns out he put his sunglasses in his sock, and forgot about them. Security began to do a search on him like he was carrying box cutters on a 747 during September of 2002. We all laughed it off. I found it pretty amusing. My mother and I are hungry and get food, decide McDonalds is a good choice. It was, they have chicken sandwiches much like those at Chic'fil'a or however it's spelled. 10 minutes later we board our flight, and I'm filled with the same nerveousness from my first flight, which wasn't much but it was there. It's alleviated once I'm actually in the plane, the only thing that bothers me is the smell. It gives me a headache, the fake plasticy smelling air coming from overhead vents just doesn't do it for me. I turn on my mp3 player once we're in flight and fall asleep. Wake. 20 Minutes away from destination. We get ready for landing, which was slightly choppy. Fine and all. I'm just ready to get off the plane, I want my Earth back. I leave the plane, and I wish the flight attendant a good day, and he replies "You too pal." This made me stop and think. Nobody uses language like that anymore. Nobody uses proper terms or says things just to be polite anymore. I shrug and continue on, and am greeted by the terminal greeter for the NM Airport with a smile. She's a beautiful young girl with light hair and eyes that could peirce the heart of a demon. I want someone like this...Why can't I have that? Lots of thinking to myself go on. I start walking around and realize I can smell easier. Something is different. Way different. The air appears to be thinner and drier. It's new and interesting. We wait outside for our sister to pick us up and take us to the rental car place. I smell a cigarette and my stomach becomes unstable. Jet lag I assume and wait. My sister arrives and we depart. At the rental location there's a large wall of stones almost. It's just a hill comprised of nothing but loose dirt and gray rocks...cool, kinda odd to see, much like all of New Mexico compared to south Texas. The colors here are Gray, Light Green, Dark Green, Orange, and Brown. That is all. It's sort of depressing how dry the area is and how much of it is just wastelands. It reminds me of the Fallout Series at this point, and I want to just run around it. We get our car and drive to the supermarket near the hotel. I see a couple girls there, one particulary worked at a Wells Fargo inside of the grocery store. Young woman of about early 20's. I think again, why can't I have that? We head to the hotel and they're having some sort of "we love people who come during the week so here's free food" special. Apparently from 5:30 - 7:00 every evening there's free food. Simple. Hamburgers/hotdogs: a barbeque....hardly what we call a barbeque in Texas but I wasn't about to complain. We head to my sister's house, and visit with the groom's mom, her parents, and the best man. More will be coming tomorrow. Conversation was very simple and nothing of mention. As we're leaving and getting back to the hotel, I see something. I see this in movies plenty, but to see it in person's way different. We go over a ridge, and the entire town is lit up, all the lights, every inch of the city can be seen from up here. A sight to see indeed. I have to say though, New Mexico's not too bad.