Big scare last night….. We couldn’t find Figaro anywhere in the bedroom. Couldn’t imagine how he’d gotten out, but we looked all around the outside of the hotel, calling him. I offered all the young people hanging around the smoking gazebo $100 if anyone found our cat, and Vantuil got in the car to drive around looking for him. Finally we found him, hiding up inside the torn bottom of the bed’s box spring. Poor thing was pretty traumatized.

Long day today with Vantuil driving into and then though Texas and into New Mexico. Not much to report as far as scenery. Happy to have found a Whole Foods in Albuquerque, where we are spending the night. Tomorrow to Las Vegas, and then Reno on Tuesday.