Getting close to the end of week three, we continued through the desert into the Navajo Nation – and Monument Valley.
The fourth post with photos from the roadtrip is up. It’s from the middle of the third week, when we drove past the Hoover Dam and stayed a few nights in the Grand Canyon.
The third week began by exploring Death Valley. We saw the heat climb to 53° C, only a few degrees from the highest temperature ever recorded on earth. We brought 32 liters of water, only so we could survive a few days if the car broke down.
Check out part 3 here.
I’ve finally uploaded part 2 of our roadtrip honeymoon. These pictures are from our second week, driving along the Californian coast from San Francisco to Los Angeles.
In the summer of 2016 my wife and I spent 6 weeks travelling through the United States by car, on foot, and by plane. This was our delayed honeymoon, a long planned journey that took us through 10 states – coast to coast.
When I got home and downloaded everything from the camera I ended up with over 6000 photographs. It’s taking me a while to go through it all… But I’ve finally posted the first batch of pictures, consisting of our first week. We spent that week in San Francisco and in Yosemite. I think it’ll end up being the first out of six posts, one per week spent in the US.
Well go on, check them out!
Playing The Witcher 3 was a spectacular, standout experience. Despite not being mechanically very different from other roleplaying games, it manages to create a unique atmosphere and voice. This comes down to many different things, like the fantasy setting rooted in Slavic mythology, the mournful writing, and the commitment to naturalistic, believable world building.
It is nothing short of a masterpiece, and one of the most important games of the past 10 years.
I played the game on my trusty Playstation 4, and as always I took a bunch of screenshots while playing. Here are a few of them, selected in an attempt to give you a sense of the atmosphere of The Witcher 3.
Seven days in Morocco at the end of the year. The buzzing, labyrinthine souks of Marrakech, the thousand faces of the Atlas mountains, and the Sahara.
Oh god, the Sahara.
I guess I never really thought I’d see the Sahara desert. It’s been something of a mystical place to me. A place of stories and imagery and harsh otherworldliness, ingrained in me since childhood by all those old movies and the countless hours reading Tintin.
As always I took too many pictures. I’ve selected a few and put them online. Let me know if you happen to like them.