Travel magazine: Death Valley

Last week our homework was to write a paragraph about "The most _____ place I have ever been is _______". First I wanted to write about NYC, because as you may know I'm totally in love with the city that never sleeps, but decided against it, because I thought the adjectives "amazing or impressive" would probably be chosen by other students as well. Instead I wrote about the hottest place I've ever been to: Death Valley National Park.

Death Valley: An awfully hot but interesting place
The most broiling place I have ever been is Death Valley National Park, California. After living in North Carolina for more than a year I had actually been used to hot weather, since in summer the average temperature was about 90° F. But even so I was not prepared for the sizzling hot temperatures which awaited us at the National Park. In fact it was so hot, that a sign at the entrance said that we must not turn on the air-conditioning, because our car would overheat and most likely break down if we do. Since we did not want to be stranded in the middle of a blazing hot desert we turned it off and Death Valley greeted us with 75° at 7.30 am. While we visited the Sand Dunes and Zabriskie Point temperatures had risen to 90 degrees and were still increasing. Around 2 pm we ended up at the deepest point of North America, where with 120° temperatures were at their peak. After six hours of hot air and drinking more than one Gallon of water each we were ready to leave the “the natural sauna”, as I like to call it. Although Death Valley lives up to its name it is definitely worth a visit. However, I have never appreciated the cool air of a hotel’s air-conditioning as much as I did after the cruelly hot temperatures we experienced at the hottest place of the USA.