26/7: Vladimiro drove us back to Pheonix through a different route. This time, the freeway took us through the hot hot desert.
There just is something about desertd that fascinate me. I can’t really pinpoint what it is. Maybe it’s the huge perspectives. The horizon. Maybe it’s the harshness, how life still has managed to survive. Maybe it’s the colours. Or maybe it’s the nakedness, how the landscape lies so bare for everyone to see.
Katja Malmborg 