Cybrludite wrote:
That's one thing that many Europeans don't seem to quite realize before visiting: The sheer scale of the place, especially out west. When I went to college in New Mexico, I got used to thinking in terms of, "Ah, the distance to go is now only in the double digits. I'm almost there!" I also got kind of paranoid about my gas gauge. Macho BS aside, you damn well stop for directions when it can be 30 miles (48km) plus between gas stations, with nothing but the very occasional cow inbetween.
My younger brother has travelled through America by car a couple of times. He was very impressed by the beauty of your country and the western part in particular.