About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Passport Health Albuquerque Travel Clinic, he swore he heard laughter coming from inside—even though the place had been closed for hours. Curious, the driver cracked open the door—a soft glow spilled out, and there sat an old traveler, packing his bags with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Just catching some last-minute flights,’ he said with a smile. The delivery guy laughed it off, thinking nothing of it until his next stop was delayed by twenty minutes—long enough for him to realize that maybe, just maybe, someone else was keeping late-night company at Passport Health Albuquerque Travel Clinic.’
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Passport Health Albuquerque Travel Clinic, an urgent announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone! Due to an unexpected shortage of stamps, please bring your own postage for all future visits.’ The delivery driver scratched his head and muttered something about mail service these days. Just then, a friendly nurse poked her head out and said with a smile, 'Don't worry, we'll still stamp you right here on your passport!' The next day, word spread around town that Passport Health was now offering free embossing services.'
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Passport Health Albuquerque Travel Clinic, he noticed something odd—a small dog peeking curiously through the window, its tail wagging despite the late hour. Curious about the strange sighting, the delivery driver quietly opened the door and called out softly. To his surprise, the little dog trotted over, wagging its tail even faster—and then promptly jumped into the arms of an elderly gentleman inside, who exclaimed, ‘Oh my goodness, where did you come from?’ Turns out it was just a neighborhood stray visiting for some unexpected company.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Passport Health Albuquerque Travel Clinic, an old lady in a wheelchair waved him down. ‘Young man,’ she called out, ‘do you know where I can get a passport for my poodle?’ The delivery driver scratched his head and replied, ‘Ma’am, I’ve never heard of such a thing.’ With a twinkle in her eye, she whispered conspiratorially, ‘Then maybe it’s time someone started!’ And with that, she rolled away into the night, leaving behind only a faint whiff of doggy perfume.