Death Valley
The last time I visited California, a group of us stopped in a gravel parking lot to take a picture in front of the Golden Gate Bridge. We left the car that we had driven out from Colorado in and, after a minute of snapping away, heard another car peel out in the distance. We didn't think much of it until we got back to the car and found that the pebbles from the peel out had broken one of our back side windows. Lack of funds and time made it impossible to get fixed, so we used the next best thing. A garbage bag.We drove from San Francisco to Los Angeles to Phoenix to Boulder with the constant thump of the wind hitting plastic in our ears and, more importantly, were constantly in fear of getting robbed whenever we'd park.I've decided to go back this Christmas and drive out with a few friends through Yosemite and down to Death Valley, so if you're around, give me a ring on my cellular telephone.MP3: Third Wave - Eleanor Rigby