Before arriving at A-Z West, I had this idea of a lonesome, romantic desert experience, but there, I got caught up in the social life and practical preparations at camp. Once I got both my ideas and things together, I set out for Death Valley. Death Valley is a very dry, very hot, with lots of funky rock formations in all kinds of colors and shapes. Through the day, I wandered around in my Japanese rental car that was a little too low for the road conditions. In the evening, I searched for secluded camping spots far enough away from the main road. Once settled, I cooked my little meal on my mail order camping stove, staring at the big starry sky before crawling into my mail order tent to sleep tight through the desert night.