English: Travel Magazine

Wallowed in the treacherous sand, being belted by the steaming sun, I have found myself squandered in Las Vegas in the depths of the terrain. As the crystallised sand flies through the air, the sun beating down on my back, all I have to my disposal is a half empty bottle of water and the dirty clothes that I have been wearing for days on end. As I scurry for any little resource I can find, I come upon a picture of my plane ticket that I used to arrive in Las Vegas, I begin to wonder if this trip was the right thing to venture on, As I ponder with my thoughts, I see no trees, no grass and no water, every sign of life that you could imagine of was not present, is this a subliminal message? But without respite the mind tends to wander, and peripatetic thoughts began to arise in the mucky cavern of my consciousness. In the distance, my mind starts to see images, a glimpse of a potential being perhaps – I walk closer to this sight, only to see that the visions of desperation of another human being, was only the blurry heatwaves being merged together obstructing my ability to have clear vision. Already down and defeated, my mind is geared to just survive in this extreme climate, I continue to search for water as my water bottle starts to go down and the bottle becomes empty.  I hear the echoes of eagles circling above, the wild animals growling from a far, and the cactus which seems like 100 miles away. Not a car has gone past, any hopes of someone finding someone has disintegrated in abundance with my body and mind already fatigued, I have no hope of finding my way out of this brutal torture. But to my surprise, there was maybe one sign of hope, I found lights. The lights of the world famous, Las Vegas city.