Seven Days in the Desert
An entire week, wandering the desert.
A different hotel every night.
Crazy new landscapes nether of us have ever seen before.
I want to spend more weeks in the desert.
I stumbled upon a cheap flight to Las Vegas, on a budget airline and couldn’t pass it up. The first evening in the desert was spent wandering under the crazy neon lights.
The next day was the short drive to Arizona across the dam.
The Hoover Dam is huge. And even huge-er in person.
Ghost towns were explored. Some were abandoned, some were tourist traps, and some were in between.
The realization that it snowed in Arizona, occurred when we arrived at the Grand Canyon and it was in the 20s with snow and ice everywhere.
After a long day’s drive, Monument Valley was full of peace and calmness.
(Plus amazing Navajo food!)
The wigwams were a cozy destination on another frigid desert night.
The petrified forest national park was full of strange striped rocky hills, trees turned to stone, and the strongest winds I’ve ever experienced.
Silly roadside attractions made for many quick stops for a picture.
Another realization that it snowed in Arizona happened while driving though a snowstorm at the top of an enormous mountain range. Upon the decent, we were greeted by a sea of cactuses.
Sunny southern Arizona is home to hundreds of resting aircraft, in the airplane boneyard.
The meteor crater was at another wild windy location. At the center lies a 6 ft tall astronaut statue, only visible with a telescope.
The last day involved scaling a craggy desert mountain road to get to a town where donkeys roam freely. And follow everyone around in hopes of being fed!
The desert landscapes are crazier than I ever imagined. I can’t wait to go back!