We drove 40 minutes north of Jaisalmer. The sandstone city turned to scrubgrass turned to dirt turned to sand turned to a nothinginess broken only by the black strip of asphalt we were traveling down. Our driver came to a stop and myself and the group of too young german tourists chance threw together with me exited the vehicle, to the waiting
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I look forward to more of your posts. I will never get to the places you travel to. Heck I may never have the opportunity to cross the US borders, but I can dream.
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