I had intended that my last full day of the trip be local to Albuquerque. However, there I was, aching feet, had a whole day, unlimited miles on the rental car, and no set schedule.
I drove to the southeast corner of town to the National Museum of Nuclear Science and History just as it opened. The rest of ABQ was driving to work. Dispite 15 minutes of chaos as the museum’s summer campers arrived, I nearly had the place to myself. One docent, a former Los Alamos scientist, offered interesting tidbits on the exhibits.