We’re still on the road. We’re in the middle of nowhere right now, a little over halfway from Tucson to San Diego. Outside each window the views are the same in each direction. Miles of desert, sand, rocks, cactus and small brush, with mountains in the distance and barbed wire fences up close.
We’re sitting here in our own self-contained, safe environment on wheels. We have leather seats, sunglasses, snacks, drinks, air conditioning, music, entertainment, blankets, pillows, and who knows what else. We’re in a bubble of safety in the middle of a vast, harsh desert. We’re confined to around 50 square feet, but as I look around on this mostly clear day, I can probably see more than 50 billion square feet from my spot in the passenger seat.
