Vast swathes of sands replace the buildings as the network of highways become one wide interstate. I’m sitting on a bus looking at an invisible point outside the window, spaced out by the wide stretches of the Mojave Desert. After hours of waiting for the sign, I see it at last – "Arizona, the Grand Canyon State welcomes you." The sands give way to towering red rocks hewn into interesting shapes by millions of years of geological processes. The views outside are unanimous in their announcement – we are not in Los Angeles anymore. Today is the first day of a twelve-day road trip around much of the western U.S. Just a day before, we were in Seattle, where we got off the ship, and after a few hours of rendezvous with friends there, we hightailed
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