Howdy! I'm sick (again) today, and as I was lying in bed, I began thinking about my numerous travels through Arizona and the desert. My dad lives in New Mexico, on a navajo reservation where he teaches literature. I've never been to that reservation, but I've spent many hot summer day driving through the desert in an un-airconditioned van. The trip from LA to New Mexico take about two days, and I've slept in national forests, in VW vans and in Motel Sixes. I partially hated the trip because it burning hot and dry, but another part of me loved it. The desert is so gorgeous in such odd ways. It's...
