Nomad exploring life wherever I am
Drive out of the traffic and noise of downtown Oklahoma City, aim for the flat lands to the southeast, and look for a brown building next to a big warehouse. Congratulations, you’ve arrived at the Museum of Osteology, more commonly known around these parts as the Skeleton Museum. And, oh, is it worth the drive!
On April 19, 1995, two domestic terrorists set off a bomb in front of a federal building in downtown Oklahoma City, killing 168 people and injuring hundreds of others. I came to Oklahoma City was to pay my respects and to bear witness to an awful moment in our nation’s history. I knew it would be hard, but I had no idea.
To escape the fires and high winds of New Mexico, I headed east to the Texas panhandle. Well, at least I escaped the fires…
Right off I-40 on the old Route 66 mother road through Santa Rosa, New Mexico is a low-slung building that hides a lot of fun if you’re any kind of a car buff. I should have known it would be good, there were three shiny new Corvettes in the parking lot when I pulled in with my road-dusted Ridgeline. Paid my five bucks at the door and then had one of the most fun museum visits in a long while…
I spent way too long in the southeast and eastern parts of the US (thanks, pandemic) the last few years. So once I got out to the west, my plan was to spend the winter exploring places in New Mexico and Arizona. Here’s a wrapup of my winter: what I saw, where I went, and some tips for fellow travelers.