Part III – The Ride
On my escape from the boisterous city streets of Santa Fe, I miss only one turn but I quickly right my way and drive north on Highway 11. After Highway 11,the route is west on Highway 70 towards Esperanza. I am ever hopeful for a pleasant day.
I am driving an unfamiliar standard shift vehicle on an unfamiliar busy road. And what if my Spanish is inadequate in case of who knows what? Still, I anticipate a trouble-free pilgrimage to Moisés Ville.
On the outskirts of Santa Fe on Highway 11, I encounter a honking congestion of vans, panel trucks, tractor trailers, construction vehicles, cabs, cars and local buses that all maneuver for an advantage on the less than adequate route. I recall the outbound artery in New York City called the Boston Post Road in the Bronx with clothing stores, small markets, and an unending gamut of gas stations, vehicle repair stalls, used tire shops and a car wash or two.
It’s a short distance on my map from Santa Fe to the turnoff to Route 70, but on the ground, will I ever break free from this ugly traffic?