In the Wilederness

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Nov 12, 2013 20:49
Yesterday, I came back from one night trip to Death-Valley by car.
I drove more than 600 miles for two days.
The freeway to the park was tedious, but the drive in the park was fun.
While I was driving the long straight way surrounded the wilderness, which stretch to the horizon line, I felt America where I had imagined in my youth.
I imagined the American people in the Gold Rush era, who had come to Death Valley to look for their dream with a wagon train on the rough road in the wilderness.
I imagined the efforts of somebody who had paved the road in the vast wilderness.