Coming Down From the Mountains
It feels like a month ago that we were up in Vail at the Teva games, but it was just last week. This was a picture of us in front of our hotel just before getting in the Rav4 and continuing on our journey.
I had run the 10k trail run that morning and we had made a couple of loops around the festival. It was absolutely perfect weather. The air felt amazing, the mountains were gorgeous.
It was tough to leave, but we were ready so off we went.
The Naked Earth
After being on the East Coast all of last year, I had forgotten how expansive and desolate the West is.
The plateaus, mesas and canyons are amazing.
But I have driven through this terrain so many times.
I was already missing trees and greenery. When I woke up to start my run, it was in the mid 40s. It would be 101F when I checked into my hotel in Green River, Utah.
Ironic name, eh?
After checking into the Holiday Inn Express which was full of river rats, German bikers and family vacationers and I more expensive than our room in Vail, we ventured into "town" or rather drove the highway frontage road in search of something better than what was around our hotel.
We found Ray's Tavern, a pretty classic joint, serving steaks, chops and burgers. I went for a veggie burger.
Back to the hotel and to the finale of Game of Thrones, my latest TV addiction.
I was born in Vegas and even though we left when I was two, we had family on both sides that lived there, so we would end up there a couple of times a year.
Back then Circus Circus was the only casino that was at all "family-friendly". They would give my brother and me a bunch of quarters to place the games on the mid-way while they tugged on the slot machines on the casino floor below.
It was only after we'd run out of coins that we would show any interest in the cheesy circus acts.
It was fun showing Skye that part of my childhood.
Even though Circus Circus is pretty low rent as far as the Strip is concerned and not centrally located, I thought it fitting that we stay there on so many levels.
The morning we were leaving I came across this funny slot machine.
Sad but fitting the only unicorn I would find in Vegas would look like this.
Meanwhile outside in the vast parking lot, a portable ferris wheel decided to park right alongside of us.
Perhaps he was supposed to meet up with a party clown and figured the unicycle strapped to the roof was a good indication he had found his partner.
For us it was time to hit the road, one last leg before being back in LA.