How wonderful it is to be completely alone sometimes...
Just me and the telephone poles...
Rock "graffiti" along Highway 50 in Nevada. There's miles and miles of it - "signatures" assembled from dark rocks on the desert sand. What a creative way of leaving your mark! I considered making one of my own - but I thought this question mark spoke pretty well for me...
It was a dark and stormy night on The Loneliest Road - with no cars in sight.
I spent my last night in Nevada in a mid-sized (for Nevada) town called Ely, which is at the eastern end of The Loneliest Road. I slept in the parking lot of a casino, which are often good places to sleep because they have round-the-clock traffic and it's fairly easy to escape notice, at least in low-security venues. This one also had a readily-accessible bathroom - and the above sign in its front lobby.
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