Collected our campervan this morning. We got to pick our van from a selection of four. As the guy put it “the most important thing to consider is the paint job!” After deliberating for a bit, we selected the funky looking New Orleans camper. After a mini lesson in driving an American automatic and the vans "features", we hit the road.
We made a couple of wrong turns – due to the sat nav and the American-English language barrier, but we soon got into the swing of things.
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| On the road again. |
We parked up for the night in a small town called Baker (80 miles west of Las Vegas). Upon parking up, we decided to cook up some dinner, despite it being a little dark and chilly. All was going well until I heard the fateful words from Arran – “I think I just saw something!” this mischievous Kangaroo Rat kept running around our feet, van and stove for the duration of the cooking...so I decided to leave it to Arran and get the laptop set up to watch a movie.
Quite glad I did, because within in minutes of getting into the van Arran spotted a coyote making it's way over to camp stove! Luckily a loud clap is enough to scare a coyote off, the Kangaroo Rat was a bit more cocky. Who would have thought our $1 can of Chilli would spur so much interest among the Mojave wildlife.
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| The Mystery Machine |
After dinner, we pulled the van forward a bit to leave a good bit of distance between us and the verge of the desert...lesson learnt for next time!
