The next day we went to Moab, Utah, which is as close to a terra-formed Mars on this planet you’ll ever find. The red rocks are piled high, smooth as orange pillows with green grass and trees poking from their wrinkles and folds. What’s remarkable about this place is the lawlessness of it. We rented UTV’s and drove out into the maze of canyons and cliffs. For hours and hours we turned at our whims and screamed at the desert with excitement. Those vehicles, or toys, if that’s what they should be called, are so fun they seem illegal. But apparently there are still places in this country that feel wild and free.
We explored with those things ’til sunset. Exhausted, and covered in red dust, we stayed the night there in Moab, falling asleep with tired cheeks from
laughter and smiling.
in this country
that feel wild and free.