Albuquerque is a starkly pretty, somewhat desolate town. It has brown buildings and red dirt offset by beautiful blue skies. If you're the sort of person who doesn't need to see oceans or trees or much weather, its a paradise. After 3 years there (and a few academic realizations), I realized I wasn't that sort of person. It was time to get out while I was ahead.
I'd left the apartment alone for almost 6 months by this point. In that time, a power bill got lost in the mail, so the power was cut and the apartment was a disaster. shamiksan saved the day by re-assuming his role of Nast Wrangler extraordinaire, cleaning the nearly sentient fridge. The apartment was packed up in about 8 hours across two days. Once it was mostly done, the four of us headed to the High Finance Restaurant at the top of the Sandia Peak Tramway to celebrate.
We left a little early so we could watch the sun set (and M&S be insanely cute):
We also got a good chance to check out the tram mechanism:
After dinner, we hung out some more taking pictures and getting some much needed fresh air after a day in the apartment. I really like the way the end of the sunset came out:
Many more pictures and shameless narration in the gallery: http://picasaweb.google.com/agadani/GoodbyeAlbuquerque