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We started off from Flagstaff and got to Holbrook, where we visited the Wigwam Motel (one of the last two in America) that Dad and I visited back in March (video).
From there we went to a rock shop featuring fake dinosaurs.
Next, we went past the Painted Desert Indian Center. Near the border of New Mexico, we went past an Indian trading post that sells the worst tacos known to mankind. (I described the tortillas as “matted.”)
Once we crossed the border, we went to Gallup, NM. We stopped in a really cool gallery, and we ate some yum tacos while Mom looked in a pawn shop that was covered floor-to-ceiling in Native American stuff. Then we went to another store, where I got an awesome book on NM (and where we learned the phrase “rare as a three-legged chicken”).
After Gallup we drove over the Continental Divide to Albuquerque.