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Because of this heat it felt like I had hit a very low point (pun intended of course) … as low as in rock bottom.
Why is that place called Badwater you might ask right now?
That question is easy to answer. There is only bad water to be found, to be more precise, there is only saltwater. Since it was freaking hot, there weren't many other visitors around and I had the chance to play walking on the moon for a bit. After walking on the salty flats, gazing at the vast horizon, I turned back and saw this sign up on the cliff: Sea level. As if I wouldn't have known it already, it gave me an even better understanding of how 'low' I was at that moment.
Some
might describe Badwater as the most boring place they ever visited ... with
lots of nothing to see. It is amazing to see this big emptiness and to feel the
heat. Standing in the light hot wind I felt so very tiny. The world seemed once
more simply beautiful and like a pretty good place to live. Is there a better
reason to visit? I doubt it.
Do you like to visit deserts? Looking forward to hear
from you.
From Berlin with love