US-50 is billed as the loneliest highway in America. I drove it, west to east across Nevada. Ha. I’ve seen lonelier, especially in southeast Utah. The drive was exciting at times…I had to drive through a snowstorm for most of the day it took to traverse Nevada. My mud&snow tires plus all-wheel-drive inspired confidence. Xena, the Warrior Princess, was unconcerned and napped, missing most of Nevada.
Great news! I had occasion to transit a desert settlement I call “Las Vegas.” While there, I visited New York, Paris and Rome…all within a couple of hours. No more multiple flights around the world, no more incurring carbon karma, not more tedium of airports. You can see the same boorish behavior, regrettable wardrobe choices and waddling midwesterners in Las Vegas as you could anywhere in the world.
Driving east through the far-east of California, I made an amazing discovery! As you probably know, Hwy 168 skirts the northern boundary of Death Valley. What I doubt you realized as you passed by, however, is the existence of some of the oldest living things on the planet. I call them “bristlecone pines.”
