Arizona
October 15th 2009 By now we were about a week into the trip and my ankles were finally feeling better. The sense of independence and freedom that being in the middle of the desert, thousands of miles away from the world I was used to was exactly as I expected it would be. I loved how I could run into the desert, climb a rock and scream at the top of my lungs and not worry about seeing another person. I would often
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