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Since there is no water available at the campsite in the morning the day is expected to be very sticky. We are going even higher up as we are heading to the White Sands National Monument.
As a driver I cannot say much of the route to White Sands, but I was told (afterwards) that the landscape is extremely varying; from flat sand desert to steep rocky mountains and thick pine forests. As far as I can tell, the road is curly up and down, right and left, constantly. Still, while driving intensively, White Sands seem to be like a distant looming glacier. A mirage in a horizon. But less refreshing, as it turns out. It is hot out there, very hot, but not as humid as here in Bloomington, IN. We take a two hour hike (4.6 miles = 7.4 km) in White Sands after enjoying more Swedish crisp bread and instant coffee. After the hike we need a lot of fresh water.
We find (buy) water and start looking for a place to overnight. On our way north from Las Cruces (not on the interstate #25 but a smaller road) we are stopped by a US immigration officer and told that we should have our Finnish passports with us whenever traveling in USA. Neither of us has a passport: one of us is a tourist, the other one is a legal alien. However, we are not arrested, and we follow Rio Grande north looking for some gas for our car. We refuel in Hatch.
The truth is that we find the cheapest and the most comfortable accommodation of our trip at the Desert View Motel in Truth or Consequences. What are the consequences? We plan to go south again next morning.
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