Barstow to 29 Palms

We slept in this morning. Sharon had suggested we visit the Mojave Desert Lava Tube and a Sand Dune. But both of which were difficult to get to. So we slept in until about 8AM.

The manager of the hotel was cooking breakfast including eggs and omelettes. The hotel breakfast room was small and crowded and Sharon convinced me that we should skip breakfast and eat our sweet rolls in the room. There must have been a misunderstanding with the manger who said he was waiting on me to place my egg order as we were packing up. Technically the breakfast ended at 8:45AM and I figured if we weren’t there it was a sign we weren’t coming. I said I was sorry. Later on we gave our keycard to the maid (who offered to take it) so there wouldn’t be an awkward conversation with the manager about the missed breakfast.

We drove a good two hours to 29 Palms. Along the

Parhump to Beatty

Morning broke at our B&B in Parhump. We seemed well rested to take on the day. After getting gas and ice at the local Maverick gas station we set off to our first stop – the Armagossa Opera House and Hotel.

The Armagossa Opera House and Hotel was the cummulation of an eccentric lady’s wish…that is…to build a theatre in the middle of nowhere. It’s an hour’s drive from Parhump. Looked abandoned with paint pealing everywhere. An unwelcoming sign stating “No Public Restrooms – Don’t Ask” was displayed in the window of the hotel office. Previously I had told Sharon that we HAVE to stay here. But now I’m glad we didn’t. Seemed unusual, if not haunting. Plenty of YouTube vloggers had ventured here making it somewhat of a anomoly in sea of casino hotels just hours away. What *if* we had stayed there? If there was an emergency, then the nearest town, Parhump, was an hour’s drive away. Taking that risk for the