Vegas trip: part I
So my parents are in town and we planned a trip to Vegas for the weekend. The travellers include Cherie, Larry, Mom, Evert, Dara and I, and here we are. Well, Dara and I are, so far.
Dara's job hours can be strange when she's training. Often she doesn't know how long she'll be working until she clocks out. So when she was done a bit earlier than expected (by an hour or so), we figured we'd get a jump on the trip. Interestingly enough, we made excellent time, clocking in at around 3.5 hours. Thanks to Yadira's suggested route, we had no traffic issues.
Oh yeah, Yadira. She hitched a ride up with us, and we had a nice time talking about religion (what is it about Las Vegas trips and religion talks?), death, relationships and jazz music.
When we arrived in Vegas we dropped off a very tired Yadira (death talk can tire you out), and walked around the strip for a while.
We knew we would have a significant headstart on the rest of our family (who were attending their kids' annual talent show), but we were blessed (cursed?) with no traffic. The family caravan, on the other hand, were cursed (wait cursed? Yup) with bad traffic, which extended their drive a bit. A little hiccup on the journey, but this weekend is all about spending time with family and celebrating Mom's birthday. Indeed, the whole two-week trip is a celebration and I'm very glad to have Mom here.
So the specifics are this: right now the family caravan is cresting a hill somewhere between Yorba Linda and Las Vegas (you know that one hill, right?), Dara is sleeping in the back of Balcario (which is our car, you sickies), and I'm hacking someone's wifi connection.
We're staying in a housing subdivision- the very subdivision we stayed at last time we were here (in October). We snuck past the security guard who was sleeping at his station. At ease, soldier. We all make mistakes.
We don't have keys to the house we're staying in, so that's why we're in the car, staked out and waiting for the Hampton/Heskes crew to show up.
And that's my interesting night. Hopefully the neighbours won't call the cops on us.
1 Comments:
I'm going to tell on you!! Kidding.
Thanks for making the best lunches in the world!
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