All of us stopped at a dispensary in North Valley as well as took Alameda Blvd as well as a few other roads until both of us arrived at Cibola National Forest
The first time I ever saw mountains was driving through the foothills of the Appalacians during a trip from Florida to Michigan. I remember staring out the motorcar window at several years old with total awe as well as wonder at what I was seeing. Other than the visual splendor, I remember that my ears were popping a lot like they did when I first got on an airplane a few years later. Although this area of the Appalacians by the Smoky Mountains isn’t as high of elevation as the CO Rockies, it was a sizable change coming from Florida where my beach house was only 10 feet above sea level. But none of this minimal motorcar travel could prepare me for my week-long trip to Albuquerque. My friend Johnny from university invited me to stay with him as well as his bestie while touring the area. This was my first trip west of AR as well as I was gleeful to see the current geographical areas I had study about since childhood. However, getting above 5,000 feet above sea level in an actual town instead of an airplane took some time to get used to, especially while using cannabis. I should have spent more time acclimating myself to Albuquerque’s high elevation before getting even higher myself. All of us stopped at a dispensary in North Valley as well as took Alameda Blvd as well as a few other roads until both of us arrived at Cibola National Forest. All of us discussed taking the Sandia Peak Tramway, however the planned trip never came to fruition. Regardless of my problems with the elevation, I enjoyed Albuquerque during my short stay.