Friday, September 15, 2006

Tired Camper..


450 miles of desert, with a break at the beginning and the end. ENDLESS desert and extremely windy and dry and .. and..

I have no words.

Just look at the picture. It looked like that from outside of Lost Angeles until Leeds Utah.

Now, here was a break. The first time I went to Lost Wages, Nevada, it was in the 60's. There was nothing between the border of Nevada and Las Vegas. There was a small place called State Line at the state line.... go figure. Now we have PRIMM Nevada at the border...

with this... what.. Casino? Amusement park? Barn? Hay baler? Grain elevator?

I have no idea...

and then the fun never stopped until I got to Las Vegas which is ... again, I am at a loss for words. It's the ugliest place I have ever seen in my life. If you ever go there, fly... get a limo... go to the hotel... get a really great room and NEVER LEAVE THE HOTEL..


The good news is that I drove just a bit too long but got to Leeds Utah. While still being very very windy and dry, it has some beauty..

and a nice little campground with WIFI!!

I'm going to eat my Kashi and yoghurt and sit for a while..


At 9:07 PM, Anonymous CanalGal said...

That thing looks like a roller coaster built around a building. weird. Thanks for posting your trip, I really enjoy your adventures.

At 5:23 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow. You've made pretty goddamn good headway. Shades of my Fear-n-Loathing-esque trip back from Deadwood last year. Don't overtax yourself, dollink. You need to get back here in one piece, not several tied together with baling wire...

At 6:50 AM, Blogger Peebs said...

I think the desert pic is beautiful, but, I imagine it gets old after a few miles, not to mention 450! Glad you found a shady spot to rest. Stay safe!

At 7:52 AM, Blogger Infamous Angel said...

bonho...... too late. I'm already held together with baling wire.

in fact...

I borrowed some from that hotel/barn thingy!

At 9:07 AM, Blogger St.Julien I said...

Woo Hoo! You're getting closer! I'm sooooooooooo happy!

Listen to Bonho!

Two things I promise not to do to you when you hit St. Louis:

1 - offer you Imo's pizza (ignore the billboards)

2 - offer you toasted ravioli (nasty beyond belief)

Two things I promise to do when you hit St. Louis:

1. Hug the stuffin' out of you.
2. Repeat #1



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