Asa and I just flew home from Vegas, and boy are my arms tired. Ha ha ha. I couldn't resist that old joke.
We had a great time in Vegas. The weather was warm, compared to home. 55 degrees and sunny skies. We may have been wearing coats, but the gloves and hats never really came out. We arrived Saturday, left Wednesday, and in the short time we were there we:
*stayed the night on the Strip and did a gondola ride at The Venetian...
*went to The Preserve-a work in progress that will include a museum but for us meant a great playgound (complete with "mammoth bones" to climb on) and some nature walks...
* went to Red Rock Canyon...
*went to Hoover Dam...
*went to the chocolate factory for Ethel M's and saw their cactus garden...
*saw the Leanordo da Vinci Exhibit in Henderson-these were replica's of some of da Vinci's ideas and paintings-very inspiring...
*saw Frankie Avalon and Bobby Rydell in concert-when Frankie Avalon sang his song from "Grease" (Beauty School Dropout), I got a little verklempt...
*had a great time with family.
We were pretty spoiled with meals-our personal cook, Chef Uncle Hal fed us mouth watering meals, and I recommend to everyone to encourage relatives to live in key locations. When we got off the plane, the car was waiting and there was no fooling with maps and wrong turns. Our guides knew exactly where to go. Auntie Tutu and Uncle Hal used to live in Hawaii and it was the same way there. It is a nice bonus you don't think about till you are tyring to park your rental car and hoping that what you are looking for is in a three block radius since you aren't sure where you are in a strange town.
But above all, the nicest thing that happened is the plane didn't crash! Have I mentioned I HATE to fly? A little, metal tube hurtling through the skies doens't sound natural!
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