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ghosted

We went camping for four days in the desert: No electricity, no running water, no bodies of water, no cell phone reception, no nothing. Just: Booze, meals cooked over a campfire, hot hot sun and then rain and wind, eating a "formal" dinner against a backdrop to rival the Grand Canyon, good friends and new ones, scorpion bites (not me), fistfights (again, not me), death threats (guess what? not me...) and dusty, dusty roads to nowhere.

Loved it. I wish I could take everyone to this amazing old ghost town with its dilapidated cabins and worn out saloon and bright, bright stars and the sound of animals rustling at night and drinking and stories by the campfire and, finally, peace...

3:07 pm - 21.07.10

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