We get into town, check in, do some grocery shopping, and head down to the strip. Spencer (my 14 year old) is with us, so we're mainly just walking around checking out all the ridiculousnous. We retire early into big comfy beds with bathrooms and showers nearby. Watch a little TV and try to plan out our week in sin city.
I want to go see Hoover Dam, Cara wants to go see a show. I've also been fantasizing about driving some fast cars, Cara and I make a deal that whatever I spend on driving said cars she gets to spend 50% on whatever she wants. I've been getting myself worked up about driving a Maclaren, so I agree. We want to go hit Freemont street, we were told everything cheaper and better up there (old vegas). Partway through our second day in LV, my wife has a confesion to make, and she can barely contain herself. She's vetoing my trip to Hoover Dam (WHAT?!) for a day. Well, what are we gonna do instead? Oh, we have to go to the airport. And pick someone up. Wha?? Where is this coming from? We talked about trying to meet some friends in Vegas, but noones schedule worked out.
Evidently, behind my back, my wife had contacted my cousin (my favorite relative) and he bought a ticket that day and was arriving the next day. She tried to hide it from me, wanted to do some surprise candid camera appearance. Unfortunately, his ittenary didn't work with our planned schedule so she had to spill the beans. And she knew he was a geek and history buff like me and would enjoy the hoover dam.
We all enjoyed the 'Damn' tour, enjoyed checking out alot of what vegas has to offer, and my cousin wound up winning enough at craps (that I taught him, after teaching myself the day before) to buy himself a Nexus tablet he'd been wondering if he'd like.
Also, it was freakin' COLD in Vegas!! Well into the 20's several nights, barely above freezing some days. We were poorly equipped for the cold, this was supposed to be an awesome mexican vacation! The water feature in our pool had ice glaciating on it. We still hit the hottub a couple nights, icicles be damned!
I don't seem to have too many pictures from Vegas.... but everyone knows what Vegas looks like.
Wall art
A little fist bump
<< These Guys >>
Elegant Lunch the Wifey made me.
The Wifey, she likes Blue.
The Bellagio and us.
As for the cars, the Maclaren was off-site, so I drove a Ferrari and a Porsche, My cousin didn't fit the Ferrari so he wound up in a Ferrari Scuderia and another Porsche. We also found a car museum, I'll probably put the car pics in a seperate post sometime.
After leaving Vegas, our trip was pretty uneventful, we trekked over to Barstow then turned north, following 99 to Sacramento then I5 through Redding on into Oregon and on into Washington. We met some of Cara's friends and spent the night with them near Centralia, WA. Then Up to Seattle. We camped out at Gary's place our last night then caught a flight home to Hawaii.
That was January 23rd, I've been back in Hawaii working since then. I finally got motivated enough to catch up with these blog posts because tonight, we will be getting on a plane and flying to Alaska, where the Donkey has wandered on ahead to meet up with us.
I may keep blogging, I may not. We will have a good time, regardless.
Cheers, Aloha, Ciao, whatever!
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