Planet Las Vegas!

As I compose today's posting, I'm sat at a marble-top desk in our suite at the Rio, in Las Vegas. As always, life in Vegas is surreal! From the corner of my eye I can see the Strip (Caesars, directly opposite) and people whizzing past on the Voodoo Zip-line, suspended between Rio's two high-rise towers!

This morning we began our four-hour drive from Page in rain, again. During the mid-part of the journey it was torrential. We stopped-off  in a place called Hurricane and made a brief detour to a really neat Coffee shop (Red Rock) where they roasted their own coffee and the self-serve coffee counter had been up-cycled from a garage toolbox. The weather cleared and sky turned blue again as we joined the Interstate and had a clear run through some rugged hills, to Las Vegas.

Of course, as soon as we arrived in the City, the lanes multiplied and the likelihood of ever finding the hotel rapidly diminished ...... but we got here! We parked in one of the hotels two free multi-story car parks and wheeled our cases through the hotel mall and casino. We checked into a room on the 14th Floor of the Ipanema Tower and its a nice room (but probably not as nice as the best rooms, the rate for which is $8,800 per night, before tax!)

In summary, the Rio is akin to the Trafford Centre with two high rise apartment buildings on top. But tonight, we have tickets for the Penn and Teller Magic Show! Earlier today, as the rain cleared and we drove across vast horizons, for the last time this trip, XM played the following classic which somehow seemed appropriate. ('I Feel Free' by Cream):