Well, here I am, up at an ungodly hour in the middle of the hotel room because my body is still on Eastern Time. Stupid Time Difference. :p
It's... different out here. Every time I go outside and see the vast mountains around me, covered not in trees and greenery, but.. just big brown lumps in the distance, it weirds me out slightly. Every time I actually LOOK around, past the added greenery to see just how barren and scrub-like it is down here, it weird me out slightly too.
But I'd never been to Sin City before.
For the record, when they say "Well, it's going to be 95, but it's a DRY HEAT." it DOES NOT MATTER. It's STILL Freakin' HOT out there and it still makes you sweat!
Though at least it isn't like breathing through Pea Soup, so I won't say it totally doesn't matter.
Today, the wife and I will head out to see the Hoover dam with kareila
and then, hopefully, come home for a nap befor eheading out to zorkian
's and janinedog
's wedding. So we CAN last the night and dance the night away instead of going "O Hai, Exhausted. *plunk*" and being out of the game early.
Tomorrow, since we're going to be here the extra day, we hit the strip. We found a tourism guide-y thing down here and were looking at it last night over dinner. We need to go here, we need to see this, we want to go here. Mostly, I think we want to make the best of our planned day here to see what we can.
And then Tuesday, we take the grueling (and it was grueling. It was a long, exhausting trip trapped in a small seat being kicked around by kids whose parents didn't know how to (or didn't care to) control them. ) trip back to DC.