On the last day of this eventful little trip (we couldn´t possibly been able to visit more places in four days) I finally got my water. Cause you must know that holidays without at least one bathing- in- nature opportunity are no holidays. And for this reason we hiked to the hottest hot springs I´ve ever plunged myself in. 
But since it was quite cold outside we didn´t care and cooked ourselves until our skins turned red as a crab´s shell. Yeah, yeah, yeah:)
This tarantula has a story... a chaotic one, as you might guess. We drove up and down a sinuous road and suddenly saw this tarantula walk across the street. So of course, we stopped immediately in order to save the poor tarantula´s life and not to produce a new chief character for flattened fauna II. Then - after taking half a dozen pictures and making a movie of the poor spider - the tarantula safely disappeared in the next bush and we got back in the car and kept on driving. Until I recognized that something was missing - ehm, yes: my camera. But since crazy people are lucky people - tadaaaa - my precious little Canon was still lying on the roof when I looked after it:)
White Sands is the most beautiful National Park ever-ever. At least for me! It´s the total reduction of all sensations: there are only two colors - white and blue, there´s no sound and no smell at all and the only two things you can feel are the wind and the sand under your feet - it´s entirely magical!
Cold beauty and white cacti, pink water running through winter landscapes died by prickly pear, how wonderful, how wonderful!
