An underground wonderland.
I didn't even think of visiting Carlsbad Caverns until my best bud gave me a ring while I was driving towards Albuquerque. He always wanted to see the caverns himself and suggested that I check it out, if time permitted.
The next day after getting a crappy nights rest in Fort Stockton, TX (yea I know, "where?"), I continued on towards Albuquerque. After three cups of coffee, a refill on gas and 2 hours worth of driving, I saw signs on the road for Carlsbad Caverns. I was itchy to get to Albuquerque and rest in a decent bed since last night's sleep in the car wasn't the best, but thought, "what the hell, when will I get the chance again?"
I'm so glad I stopped by for a few hours. My cell phone didn't do the greatest job of capturing the little light in the caverns.
Descending into the cavern. There were little cave swallows flying in and out of the cavern entrance, and a creepy fog of dust rising up into the last remaining sunlight.