In 1960, my parents, tired of the cold and isolation of Labrador decided to move to New Mexico. Six kids, a dog, two adults and a load of household goods arrived at the Tewa in an old Bedford Van. I was young then, but even at that time I could see that the Tewa represented something of the character and spirit of the old town and the length of Route 66 that comprises Central Avenue. The Tewa was the first shelter over our heads in New Mexico and it was a rather wonderful introduction to Albuquerque. I've been back many times over the years and have always been happy to see the place still in business. As for the amenities, it is what we expected from a modest roadside Motel. Clean and comfortable. It was certainly not one of the spiffy Howard Johnson's that we had encountered during our exodus but it did feel like we had arrived. Arriba Nuevo Mexico!