Leaving Las Vegas

…well, eventually. It takes forever to actually do anything in this
city. šŸ˜‰

I managed to double my money at blackjack last night, yay! Not enough
to even cover the hotel room, but it’s better than losing. šŸ˜‰ Also, if
you ever stay at the Mirage, the chinese restaurant Fin is really good.
Spicy mongolian beef/kung pao chicken, and a nice mini dessert of a shot
of Baileys and a homemade fortune cookie. Mmm.

We decided to change our route for today to stay closer to the CA/NV
border instead of delving deeper into the NV desert. It’s hotter out
than we expected and neither of us have desert survival gear with us.
Rachel is nifty, but not worth heatstroke. We’ll come back. šŸ™‚

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5 Responses to Leaving Las Vegas

  1. Ken Haylock says:

    > We’ll come back. šŸ™‚
    Glutton for punishment!
    Of course, you could leave it for five or ten years, and then make your return visit in a minivan crammed full of screaming children… you may feel it’s worth it for the air-conditioning alone… šŸ™‚

  2. Ken Haylock says:

    PS: Obviously, depending on your plans over the next decade, you may have to borrow the children from a nearby neighbour, or a relative, or the child welfare people. Or you could try kidnapping some. But obviously the whole point is the air-conditioning and having the excuse to make the trip in an air-conditioned minivan without feeling like you wimped out of the two days riding through the 110 degree heat on the bike…

  3. carolyn says:

    Hee! “C’mere little boy, want some candy? Hop in the van here and we’ll go for a niiiiiice ride to the desert….”

  4. Ken Haylock says:

    You do that altogether far too well, Carolyn…

  5. carolyn says:

    How d’ya think I got Peter out here? šŸ˜‰

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