An extremely dusty last weekend made the Checkpoint appear even more surreal and ghostly.
Luckily the storms laid down, so we could dismantle the Checkpoint, leaving no trace in the process. Ashes to Ashes, Brains to Brains, Dust to Dust.
Another 1800 miles to go and we'll be home.
Once I'll wash all the dust of my brain I'll try to collect my thoughts and experiences and will post those on this blog.
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