This trip means colours and light.
Las Vegas is a mystery for Europeans: an artificial agglomeration of oddities and exaggerations, an explosion of lights and vices.
The magical beauty of the Monument Valley reaches its peak in the short moment of the dawn. The silhouette of this natural enchantments is something of ancestral, probably saw by us in dozens of movies. See it in reality and you remember that forever.
The Route 66 is the essence of the journey, driving on it is the Journey. The sense of abounding of the things that you encounter crossing it - always the same and always different for kilometers - reminds us that we are always travelers passing through.
There is nothing like the desert. A kind of land different from any other. The cycle of life is something alien from us: here you can understand that you can't live like the trees or the animals to whom the desert is their home. You can only taste the clear skies and fall in love.
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