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7 Summer Experiences in the American West You Can Enjoy Without A Car

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When people think of long-distance travel in America,  especially west of the Mississippi River, they usually tend to think of classic road trips by car, or else air travel. It’s true that the United States has sorely neglected its public transportation networks over the past century, but it is still feasible, rewarding, and often more economical to travel the country by rail or other forms of public transportation. Train travel has a much lower impact on the environment and allows you to see America in a totally different way where you can sit back, relax, and take in scenery that you would otherwise never see. Here are just a few of the many experiences you can have (and which I just had) in the Western U.S. without a car:

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Morocco: Sahara Desert

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“The Sahara is not visited like a medina: it is lived, not indulged, you have to let yourself be taken by its mystery, its secrets, and imagine the dream behind the sand dunes, which sometimes move and sometimes remain still. The desert is an idea, a way to strip yourself of everything and dare to look yourself in the face; it is a mirror that must be taken seriously. Morocco has a lively, splendid desert, not far from cities or roads.” — Tahar Ben Jelloun

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Switzerland: Appenzell

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At long last, we are coming to the end of my Switzerland story. After two weeks wandering all over Switzerland, I had crossed the border to Liechtenstein and explored that tiny country. Now I was returning to Switzerland for one last adventure before flying home. On July 5th, I left my hotel in Liechtenstein and took the bus back across the border to the Swiss town of Sargans. From there, I took a train west, changed trains in a town whose name I’ve forgotten, and arrived in one of the most quintessentially Swiss towns that exist: Appenzell.