Death Valley. We arrived to our chosen overnight camp, on the side of a mountain leading to the valley, just after dark. It was one of the worst nights that Marzena had ever experienced. It wasn’t cold, the sky was beautiful with stars all around and we got the last spot available! How lucky can you be? But then it came. At first almost not noticed but after a while all the valley felt its mighty power. WIND!!!! A strong, very strong wind, which ripped out people tents and rocked the robust UMM! While Marzena refused to sleep, Sergio laid down in the tent within his sleeping bag and saw another episode of Game of Thrones, fully aware of tent capabilities to resist winds that strong. After Marzena’s the longest night and shortest dream, by 6 am, the wind stopped. Only a tiny little breeze left. Time to get up, because when sun comes up it will be frying us all! We visited the Mosaic Canyon with rays of the morning sun. The canyon edges illuminated by the sun gilded beautifully.
In the valley, at 10 am, temperature was already 34°C and, within 20 minutes, increased by another 2°C. We had to hurry! We went to the devil’s golf course and salt pans.
On the way back we drove to the base of the valley, admiring the colorful rocks. Then, drove up the hill and admired the valley .
As usual, Sergio turned to little road that he liked.
And from here it’s just a small jump to Las Vegas – the desert capital of entertainment! Unfortunately, we were unable to find a place to overnight. We waited until it was dark and we passed our UMM on the main street of the city.
Marzena was pleasantly surprised by Las Vegas. The city has class, everything is nicely planned and coordinated. A really nice surprise. Sergio was a little disappointed that he was not allowed to win a roulette fortune.
We spent the night outside the city, in complete silence.