Thus began my journey to Bloomfield, New Mexico, to serve a Native American reservation school, named Dzilth-Na-O-Dith-Hle. Ever since I decided to attend this trip, I’ve been looking forward to it. It had been a couple years since my last one, and I really loved that one. I felt as though the clock was swinging back around; time for me to go.

The fine group of people I traveled and served withWe were required at the airport at 8 am on Saturday. Everyone arrived to the airport on time, and we had no problems to write about. We flew out to Denver, CO, just in time to catch our connecting flight to Albuquerque, NM. We’re so cuuuutte! →

I think the desert-scape is amazing. This is the furthest West in the US I have been, and the first time I have been to a desert area. I found beauty in the simplest of things. As we were shuttling to the rental cars,

Just a drainage ditchI snapped a quick picture of a culvert on the side of the road. My brain synapse fired wildly when I saw this, because I haven’t seen natural colors like that before. The landscape throughout the drive from Albuquerque to Bloomfield was just beautiful, though I didn’t get any good pictures of it because I was, at the last minute, assigned as a driver for one of the vehicles. I really enjoy driving though, so it was all good.

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