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Mah 2019/20 trip to the US - sixth leg

Later Tuesday, we drove in to Joshua Tree National Park. On a whim that very day, we had decided to forego lodgings in Blythe, on the AZ/CA border, in favor of Twentynine Palms just north of the park. The reason was that we had seen TV footage of SNOW in the park and wanted to photograph it. And so we did. Most of the late afternoon of that last day of 2019 was spent chasing the one thing I hated the most, the one thing that I wanted a vacation from... ah, the things I do for other people. Ok, I admit it was a bit cool to see snow in the desert...

We drove in through the southern gate and at first we were sad because we thought almost all the snow was melted.
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Though the views were still purdy.
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A bit more snow, but still not much.
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And then...
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Very nice at sunset.
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A solitary tree against the sky. On this trip I had actually left my camera in Norway, something I was mentally kicking myself over now.
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Nice.
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In some places, people had built tiny snowmen.
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This one didn't come out half bad.
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In the evening, we went to The Rib Co in Twentynine Palms. It was pretty crowded, so instead of waiting for an hour to get a table inside, we chose to sit outside. After five minutes, I could tell I had made the year's worst mistake as the temp was dropping and they had absolutely no external heating. Good BBQ though.
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Wednesday, we drove through the northern/northwestern part of the park again, to get some clearer shots. People were out and about, playing in the snow and parking like idiots. Already the day before, I had started to plan out these spoofs.
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My version of the famous "cocaine, so much cocaine"-meme.
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Ok, it was pretty there.
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I always felt that snow looks better on postcards and photos and such than in real life. That opinion still stands.
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But I'm glad I got to see this.
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Naturally, I was skeptical of snow in Joshua Tree.
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At the airport, I discovered white chocolate snickers bars. In this country, I never stood a chance, did I?
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