My family went on a vacation through New Mexico a long time ago. So long ago that I was tween age before "tween" was even a word.
My family of five (dad, mom and two older brothers) were road trippin' in our mini van. I still can't believe my family owned a mini van. It was awesome. It had AC, sat up to 8, and had a cassette player. I'm pretty sure my brothers and I ruined the 'More Than Words' tape by Extreme in that cassette player.
On said road trip we were driving through the New Mexico desert. Lots of desert with some mountains in the distant and maybe a buzzard circling our van waiting for us to die. So much desert. I finally had the back seat of the mini van to myself so I could stretch out and not have to share the middle seat with one of the brothers. Back seat privileges were awesome. It was our own piece of paradise on a never-ending road trip.
The only honest reply I could come up with was "I looked up 10 minutes ago and you know what?! It is the same scenery!" Quickly thereafter I lost my back seat privileges. However, I continued to keep my nose in the book. You win some, you lose some.