Cross Country 2 (Riverside, CA to Indianapolis, IN)

Unlike in Utah, citizens of Nevada, Wyoming and South Dakota seem to be completely indifferent if not oblivious to the fascinating scenery of their states. There are virtually no scenic view stops along the freeways; in Nevada every landscape photo-worthy spot was sporting a sign which read "Prison area. No hitchhikers. Emergency stops only." I had two options, none of which I was happy with: to take photographs while driving (relatively easy with the help of cruise control on a straight road in the middle of nowhere), or to pull over along the freeway, which I believe was more dangerous (imagine huge trucks going 90mph next to your standing and trying to make a decent composition). As a result, way too many a beautiful landscape was commited to my memory and my memory alone.

Nevada was very interesting in terms of weather. I was driving for hours through a weird storm: there was no rain, no wind, no thunder, just lightning hitting left of the road, right of the road, left of the road... I finally decided to call it a day not wanting to strech my luck. Later that night Jelena told me that this kind of storms were very frequent when she was interning in New Mexico.