What in the Arctic Circle of hell is this exactly?

Made it to Albuquerque, although I’m not sure about where I’ve landed. Across the street from my little Extended Stay is the Hampton Inn I wish I was at, which shares a parking lot with a cool food hall and a rock gym. But over here, we’ve got an armed security guard wandering around and they take a $250 incidentals deposit but their credit card machine didn’t work so they didn’t make me pay it…