Escaping Las Vegas to visit Valley of Fire State Park was absolutely a genius idea.
Although the northeasterly drive from Las Vegas on Route 15 is not a memorable one, the final approach to the park on Valley of Fire Highway is.
Nevada’s oldest and largest state park, Valley of Fire is named after its red sandstone formations. Once inside the park, all I could see was the stretch of empty road snaking through colorful vistas. One could happily camp and hike here for days; all alone and away from the crazy old world. I only had a few hours to spare and was thankful to at least have that. In spite of cooler temperature, I opted to put the top of my rented car down, blasted the heater and enjoyed the amazing landscape.
While Khayyam would have wished for his favorite Saghi (wine bearer) and a glass of wine; I yearned for a humble lunch and a flask-full of tea to enjoy in this magnificent solitude.
To me, the Valley of Fire was a greater attraction than Las Vegas itself.
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