“Many men have tried to cross this desert. Some on camels. Some in jeeps. Some in airplanes. Some with camels in their jeeps. Some with jeeps in their airplanes. Some with camels in their jeeps in their airplanes. Some knew the way. Some didn’t. Some got lost. Some got found. Some are still out here. Some got bit by scorpions. Some bit scorpions. You want to avoid those people if possible. Some tried make a sand ship with a sail to carry them across the waves of sand. That’s a stupid idea. Some were looking for a lost city of gold. I doubt any city of gold will ever get lost. Some travelled in caravans. Some ran screaming like madmen. Some carried two hundred pounds of jerky with them. Some never slept the whole trip. Some saw mirages. Some saw unspeakable horrors. Some went crazy. Some never spoke. Some saw the desert turn to ocean. Some saw horses with no names. [Sigh…] Listen, I can keep this up all night. But if you would just share some of that jerky you brought with you, I will shut up and let you sleep now.” - My guide on our first night in the desert.