Day 19: Yucca Valley - Rest Day

Nau maiYesterday we enjoyed a day off in the Yucca Valley, California. Our fuchsia chariot drove us through the night heading south and west away from Sin City, towards the coast and a better life. When we awoke we were stopped for the day in a place called Yucca Valley, about 100 miles inland from the Pacific, and still very much in the Mojave Desert. I made breakfast on the bus, a trio of toasted sourdough bread slices with salted avocado and salted and peppered tomato slices. There wasn’t much to do in the town of Yucca Valley. We lay in our hotel room withering away. Jon earned himself a point by a decisive action, ordering a taxi and calling the group to action with a trip to get lunch, saving Liz who was on the bed immobilised with a Hunger State 5. After eating we traveled to the next town, another remote desert outpost called Joshua Tree. It was far from a metropolis but we did manage to keep ourselves amused for the next few hours. We visited the crochet museum, a building…