At the end of the day, towards dusk, you can hear a distant train horn calling out in the distance in the New Mexico desert. It could be a Santa Fe freight. Or it could be a Union Pacific freight. Or maybe an Amtrak full of drowsy passengers, wondering its way through the desert night in this pre-dusk dreamscape. Even mighty freight trains are dwarfed by the dramatic landscapes commonly found in New Mexico. And after the sun goes to sleep, the stars come out. Because in the Land of Enchantment, the ‘Enchantment’ doesn’t stop just because the sun goes down.






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