Tex-Mex Spring Break Tour; Day 3

 It was a beautiful, but cold, morning.  Skies were blue-clear and the temperature was 36 when we departed Plainview, TX at 9:00 AM.  Interstate 27 took us south to FM-54 westbound to Littlefield, TX.  The water tower proudly proclaimed this to be the hometown of Waylon Jennings.  I did not stop to take a photo.  From Littlefield our route was 385 south to Levelland, TX; 114 west to Whiteface, TX; 125 west into New Mexico, where 125 turned south to 380, which took us into Tatum, NM.

The website, roadsideamerica.com, proclaims Tatum to be the "Metal Art Town" (https://www.roadsideamerica.com/tip/15688).


The street signs along the main drags were metal art.

We stopped at Poor Boys Metal Art and checked out all their outside displays.  We were disappointed that their shop was closed as a couple folks in our group were itching to do some shopping.

Our group took off southbound on 206 headed to Hobbs, NM for lunch.  Just north of Lovington I came to the sudden realization that I did not have my wallet in either of its two usual resting places (my pocket or the console in the car).  Chris and I engaged in a frantic search of the car and its contents.  Just as I gave up hope Chris found it wedged between her seat and the console.  What a relief!

We traveled south on Hwy 18 to Hobbs, where we stopped at the Cotton Patch Cafe for lunch.  It was reasonably priced tasty food in bountiful quantities.  I'm certain all the fried food improved our health.

From Hobbs it was Hwy 62 west to Carlsbad, NM, where we arrived at about 3:30 PM.  We drove 275 miles today and our high temperature was 75 degrees.  Chris and I were top-down from Hobbs to Carlsbad.  Our rooms were not ready so we passed some time kibitzing in front of the hotel.  We were all in our rooms by 5:00 or a little before.

To see all the photos taken today click on this link - Day 3 Pics

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