From Milan to Minsk

Or, you know, from the Valley of Fire to Gooseberry Mesa in my reality. Bighorn sheep just casually strolling around like they own the place. Totally awesome sight, especially with the backdrop of the sunrise that seems to set the sky on fire. I’m out there, trying to sneak around for a peek, playing my own version of wildlife paparazzi, hoping to catch them in their natural, desert-y element. Our campsite? Smack dab in the heart of the Valley of Fire. Yep, we’re those van campers, soaking in every sunset, living that boundless freedom life. Honestly, you just can’t top it.