Vegas

After a beautiful day at the Grand Canyon, Clare and I dropped off our hire car in Flagstaff and caught a train, then a minibus, to Las Vegas. On the train we met a girl who said she was the girl who dances in the iTunes adverts, you know, the one in silhouette. Maybe she was, who knows. She had a very posh english accent and said she had gone to a very posh Bristol girl's school which I know (ahem) and Cambridge University. We arrived in L.V, very tired, at 3AM. After a dodgy cab ride (took a 100% tip on a 7 buck journey, nice) and a problem with our motel reservation, we finally checked in to our motel and got some sleep.

Got up the next day at lunchtime (we really needed the sleep) and set off for Las Vegas Boulevade, A.K.A 'The Strip'. The casinos here are mind-blowing to say the least. 50 foot high bronze statues of lions, a quarter or half scale model of the Eiffel tower, a complete Venetian canal along with gondoliers, and a 120 metre long, 5 storey high arched TV screen are a few of the highlights for me.

Unlike the vast majority of people here, old SWH here came out of a casino up. Yes up. OK, I only won 9 bucks on the penny slots, and yes, it was all in 5 cent coins which I had to cash in, but I walked out of that place with my head held high:
















Clare and I have decided to take a few days away from the madness of L.V. and have hired a big ol' Pontiac V6 (a midsize car here, bargain) and headed out of Vegas towards Zion and Bryce Canyon National Parks. We're now in a small town in southern Utah called St. George, and we're off to Zion tomorrow. More pics and my unique commentary to come!!!

-Si