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Uhm, "How much fuel de we have?" "I'm sure that there is a gas station... somewhere"
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You've seen these mountains before, in movies about barren places.
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"So this is it? The actual *middle* of nowhere?"
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Nowhere to the left
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More nowhere that way too.
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But there must be water, somewhere. Read the sign. I'm guessing this isn't such a fresh-smelling place on a hot day.
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Impressive.
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Yet another type of rocky rock
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And then we found Rachel, Nevada. Probably the weirdest place I've ever been. But they had some gas, and they had cold beer, and the people were really friendly.
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Yup. Rachel.
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As it was getting late, and the "whole town" was sold out of rooms due to a bike ride, we pushed onward.
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The bar. Rachel, NV. Not an outpost of liberal thinking.
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Rachel's bar
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What alien town bar would be complete without a mind-scan protector?
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Happy travelers: Soop, Steve, Annette, Seth
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They filmed part of ID4 here, apparently.
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Rachel. I'll never forget you.
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The Lisa Loeb look-alike bartender told us about some hot springs nearby where we could camp, but to be careful, because the owner was a real jerk and got mad at people for camping there... we checked it out...
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...but decided to move along as it gave us a distinct "beginning of a bad story" vibe. After driving too far, we ended up in Tonopah, NV: the stargazing capital. Also a big stinky casino. But it was a warm place to rest and it had been a very long day.
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The "view" from our room at the Ramada in Tonopah.
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