Roswell Wasn't Nearly Cheesy Enough

To be honest, I'm not sure what the original draw to Roswell was for us, it just seemed like something that you should do if you are on a RV trip. I'm not a fan of UFO stories, didn't know much about the Roswell sightings, but I do love a good cheesy road trip destination. 

The drive from Las Cruces to Roswell was amazing. We passed through another border check, and the White Sands Missile Range. We had one 'movie' moment, where two black SUVs with flashing lights passed us at about 100 mph, but of course we were traveling down the road way too slow to find out what was going on. (Heck, they could have found an alien twenty miles down the road, had a tea party, and cleaned up before we would have caught up with them.)

 

We were feeling quite excited about the storefront aliens when we pulled into Roswell.

Kevin had work to do, so just the kids and I went to the downtown UFO museum. It wasn't nearly as silly as I was hoping it would be, but we still had a nice time. The documentation on the 1947 incident was actually interesting and thorough. A bit too much reading for our wee attention spans, though. 

Then, we just couldn't make a normal face when taking photos in front of any of these exhibits.

Roswell also has a city museum, which was nice to explore. Our favorite part of the visit though was the state park where we stayed. We'd read the reviews that the flies were 'of biblical proportions'; we'd have to agree that while their size wasn't all that big, their numbers were the highest we'd ever seen. We had to adopt this weird technique for getting in and out of our RV--smacking the door in a circle to get the flies off then running in. (Likewise for getting out, giving the door a vigorous tapping to shake them off before we opened up.) When new people were pulling into the park and driving past us doing our little routine I'm sure we looked like real OCD cases. (To which we said to ourselves, "Wah ha ha, you'll know soon enough!")

Somehow, that didn't distract us too much from really enjoying this park, and the stargazing at night. 

I'm glad that the park was so beautiful, and the New Mexico nights were as enchanting as ever. Roswell itself seems to be a city missing the opportunity to go full-on cheese. Our dinner conversations were funny, though, as we discussed what type of attractions we'd add. Think along the lines of tubes that suck up visitors randomly, maybe some probing. . .