"We loved the mesas, but bubble in the tire and low suspension means no driving the desert trail. On to Four Corners, where we took turns being in four states at once. A Navajo Taco and the long road to Los Alamos, with me driving and dogs jumping willy nilly into our path. Finally a gas station, fit to burst, then on to night at a Michael's good friend's family house near the birthplace of the atomic bomb." (MM)