Day 43

After bidding farewell to our stale smoke smelling motel (btw it was another stunning, hot day and no it is not getting boring) it was a continuation of our desert road trip. The road was even more deserted today and the scenery even better, we wound up these rocky hills that reminded me of those old westerns, thankfully there were no injuns in them thar hills. Our first stop was the "ghost town" of Oatman, an interesting little place, there are wild burros (asses) that come down from the hills during the day cos they know the tourists passing through are gonna feed them, they also had a gunfight show in the main street for 15 minutes, and I think it only held up one car! After getting Ruth a little ass (boom boom!), we continued toward California, passing over the Colorado River, via Needles (yawn), Barstow (chilli fries!), and into Los Angeles County through the likes of San Dimas (remember Bill & Ted?) and finally we stopped for the night in Pasadena, just on the outskirts of LA city.