In the end, the question “How long is the flight?” isn’t really about minutes. It’s about how you want to spend your time. The flight is fast, the drive is slow, and both are valid ways to move through this sunny, sprawling corner of the world.
Maybe the real journey isn’t about the distance at all. It’s about the moment you step off the plane—or out of the car—and feel the dry desert air hit your skin. That shift in atmosphere, in pace of life, is the whole point. Whether you take an hour or five, you’re arriving somewhere new. And that, honestly, is the only statistic that matters.
