But New Mexico ended up having a blizzard that evening. We decided we couldn't trust drivers anymore and looked for a hotel room in Santa Rosa, N.M. They were all taken, but no worries. We pulled into a truck stop and crawled into our bed in the back. I felt bad for the less prepared drivers. As they balled up, cold in their front seats, I was plenty warm under wool and puffy blankets with a husband and two dogs to snuggle.