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A Year In Nadada: Week Twenty-Four- The Man Who Wasn’t There

A Year In Nadada: Week Twenty-Four- The Man Who Wasn’t There

You might think based on last week’s blog that the mountains are as wild as the desert. This is not the case. Soon we drove past cottages, some even with cars parked outside. Some in Nadada still travel by standard methods.  But where? To Duchamp to do their shopping?

A Year In Nadada: Week Twenty One- Time For Exploring

A Year In Nadada: Week Twenty One- Time For Exploring

This far into the desert, time gets weird. I posted this this blog only three days after the last one, but I’ve no idea when the release date will be. The sand stretches to the horizon all the way round, and give little indication of distance travelled. Jean-Michel says not to worry. He won’t let us get lost.