Elise and I are on a short trip out in the desert to visit my maternal Grandpa. We flew to Vegas out of Austin last night and are getting ready to hit the 160 west out to Pahrump.
Yesterday I was that guy who got the full-on inspection at the Austin airport. Then I decided it was time for dinner. Elise wasn’t hungry so I had a Salt Lick pulled pork sandwich. Aside from the gnarled food vendor inspection sticker I found in the pulled pork, the sandwich was okay.
We got to Las Vegas at 10 p.m., picked up our van and headed over to Treasure Island to watch the Sirens of TI show. We missed it by ten minutes. We walked inside TI and watched the 14th inning of the Astros vs. Sox game. Elise had a virgin dacquiri, I had a scotch. About that time they were having another showing of Sirens. The show is a little bit different than what I remember seeing as a kid. It was more like a Britney Spears concert.
After the show we went back in to TI to play a hand of Blackjack. Our luck hasn’t changed. We walked back to the van and drove north to the Lake Mead area to find a less expensive hotel at which to stay. Everything in Vegas is booked for some reason. It was 1:30 a.m. PST at that point and we were tired, cranky and lost. We became the typical lost and tired tourists which lead to the typical lost and tired tourists’ argument as to who is the better driver.
We finally found a Hilton Garden Inn that had a room available at a rate that I’m sure isn’t much less in price than any of the big hotels on the strip.
So we checked in and hit the hay. This morning we’re headed out to Pahrump to meet up with my parents, who are on their annual southwest U.S. tour, at Grampa’s house.