Standing by the Utah roadside just around sun-rise.
You can hear the trucks on this high-desert road from miles away as they approach.
The small roadside foliage hides flying critters just waiting to see what's so different about a European as they wait to pounce.
Me, I may be standing by another stretch of black-top in the middle of a desert, but I realise I'm grinning broadly.
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