Nevada/California state line

Well we made it out of the grand canyon and push west about an hour to save $20 on a room. Smart phones have made traveling so much easier. We used apps to find cheap rooms along the way and reserve/pay for a room. Also finding the cheapest gas along the way is a breeze with the gasbuddy app. Life is good.

We stopped a couple hours away from Vegas so that we would have a couple hours to drive in the morning so that we didn’t fall prey to early Friday morning traffic.

I booked a room in the luxor hotel in vegas and got some sleep. Vegas here we come for a nice weekend in the crazy city in the desert.

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Those who know me know that I’ve worked for a Ford dealer for over ten years so I have a bias towards Ford.  Well I gotta give Ford a plug here. My truck although brand new, did everything it was supposed to do and more along the way. Comfortable,  strong and competent. All the best descriptive words you could come up with.

Anyway off we went to Vegas.  Found that we needed to take 93 north off of I40/rt66 to get to Vegas.  Anyone from NH would understand that its weird to find 93 north this far from NH. Kind of a small slice of home.

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After getting in trouble in the grand canyon for walking up to an elk and being made to feel like a child for it, I think I was in need of some good customer service and friendly smiles. Something that I’ve noticed along the way is the lack of it in general through out the country. I shoukd explain.
The lakes region of NH where I’ve called home for over 20 years is in general a customer service area. The lifeblood of the vicinity is hospitality and tourism for others. I’ve often referred to it as Bostons playground. In addition, life in NH is tough for the locals that have settled because of the long cold winters, hot humid summers, and the economy. The lakes region has three months a year to make money and live like the rest of the world. Its sort of like living in Alaska,  you have from memorial day to labor day to make money and live your life. Then people go back to school and work and the money stops flowing. Its survival mode fornthe next nine months.
People have to rely on each other to get through it. Neighbors don’t care what type or size your house is or if you have a nice car with an alarm system. They don’t even worry that they locked their doors. Hell if your around after labor day in the lakes region of NH then you are a survivor and aren’t there to be a bum. Well except those boomerang kids living with their parents.
So my point is that we learn in NH to get along with each other and be sincere because we are all broke, cold, and tired by January and just need a friend or two to get through the winter. People learn or should I say are conditioned to be somewhat nice to each other. Everyone knows everyone and even those tough guy wood boogers that crawl out of the woods (ie. Rumney) and try to mask their lack of proper grammar with a mix of Maine and Boston accent to add charm still know not to push their tough guy exteriors to much and to share a smile while complaining about the wind mills, the lack of snow for the ski areas, to much snow on their rooves, the fact that fair season is really exciting until you actually go to a fair and are reminded how laim they have become and which one has the lost wood or pellets stacked up for winter. :)in am

Anyway… back to the western side of the country. We pull into Vegas which is more like a city, any city in America.  Its long and filled with the usual sights. Driving through the city for a while we finally see a small section with the funny buildings that make up flamingo and las vegas blvd.

Crap. I forgot about the hoover dam. That was pretty cool, Tara seemed to really like it a lot. For some reason I was still focused on the lack of water throughout the sw. The Colorado river is a sad sight these days as is most natural waters. But the dam is still a marvel of engineering and structure.

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We spent a couple hours at the dam and got some exercise walking around and up the hills. Bought some tourist stuff and headed out. Ok now back tk Vegas. 

So we find the hotel and I’m stressing about where to park the truck and trailer. We meet a nice security guard who is very helpful when Tara asks for help. Its nice having a female along for those moments when you need a guy to be nice and extra helpful. 🙂

Free parking and plenty of it. That was a relief.

The room had two queen beds and a great view inside and out. Vegas does know how to give you a great deal on a really nice hotel room. Everything else is expensive.

We went to use our drink coupons down in the casino and that’s where Tara met the pink monkey. Oh yah it was a big fun and crazy pink monkey running around crazy through the casino on a bachelor partys adventure.

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I will let tara tell about vegas because she tends to have more of an excitement for things and a better awareness of the awe of life. But until then, I will share that I did get to do the buffet once which is just wonderful. Food of every kind and as much as your stomach can handle.

Also we took in two shows. We werent allowed to take picks. One was the tournament of the knights where we watched horseback knights jousting and sword fighting while eating a great dinner with our hands. The other was the dancing group the jabawaakes. Not sure how to spell it but it was one of the best shows I’ve seen in a long time. We wanted to see the Michael Jackson ONE show but I wasn’t going to pay $150 a piece for it so we opted to see it another time.

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