This town straddles the state line separating Nevada and Utah. The hotel is in Utah. I’m staying here for around 12 hours before continuing to San Francisco. It’s sunny and dry. I’ve just come from Denver where the 5,000-foot elevation draws water from your body like a sponge. Oh and I’m hungover — wine and vodka. In Wendover where the elevation is 4,200 feet and the humidity is 25%, breathing feels like being wrung out. So what better way to exacerbate my condition than by strolling. I think I touched into Nevada. I quickly touched out. End result of my travels: veggie burrito, some shots of the local desolation, and some cocoa butter moisturiser. There’s a Subway near the gas station I got the burrito; looking forward to that later. We leave at 1 a.m.