WORLDWIDE | Sunday, 17 October 2010 | Views [179]
We set out through the desert with a GPS unit to guide us. We punched in our destination for Badwater Basin. This took us to an unpaved road. After running over a rather sharp rock, our rear-right tire blew out at 9:00 PM.
After being stranded on the roadside for more than three hours, only three cars came in contact with us. One was a group of young kids with no idea how to help. The second was an elderly couple that could do nothing for us. The third was a car that simply passed us by.
Within the sound of 60 mile per hour wind blowing through vast nothingness, you could hear wildlife rustling through the desert brush. We pitched a tent on the roadside. The blinking hazard lights on our car were our only comfort.
The wind had died down come morning and with the new day’s light upon us, we fixed the tire problem. I breathed a sigh of relief and as I looked out in the distance I spied two strangers standing on a desert plateau. WIth their arms stretched wide under the heavens, their expression of relief and escape mirrored my own mind.
