Sometimes it feels like I’ve got a war in my mind. I want to get off, but I keep ridin’ the ride. I never really noticed that I had to decide to play someone’s game or live my own life. And now I do. I wanna move out of the black, into the blue.
There isn’t much to Rachel, Nevada (population: 54), the town closest to the secretive Area 51 military base. Not even a gas station. And there’s very little else to see along the Extraterrestrial Highway until you arrive here, so the lights of the Little A’Le’Inn are all that illuminate this desolate stretch of Nevada outback.
Area 51 itself is difficult to find, as it’s not listed on maps, and the faint roads leading to its encircling barrier fences are rough and muddy. A traveler can only hope to spot something unexplained in the sky, but all we saw that day were thunderclouds carrying in a heavy rainstorm.
