1. Lisa got to do her first bit of US driving on our way to vegas. Nice wide roads, meant for a fairly easy drive - pit stop at el pollo loco (translation: the crazy chicken). The number of fast food choices was really incomprehensible. Especially since we've been living in the UK for the last 6 months, who seem to have gone the complete opposite way with a lot more sandwich/healthy options available.
2. The Aladdin was our pitstop for this leg of the race. Driving along the strip, we knew we had arrived when just seeing heaps of people out on the streets just drinking away. Didn't manage to see any Elvis impersonators, although later I think I did see one who was off duty in a shopping mall.
3. With only 1 night in Vegas, it was always going to be difficult to try and see as much as possible. Our main goals was to see as many of the big hotels on the strip - each with their own over the top features. eg the indoor canals with gondolas and blue skies inside the Venetian - it seemed to be an ongoing theme with a lot of the hotels with them painting the roofs sky blue with ready made clouds; the colorful water fountain show produced by the Bellagio; the replica of the Eiffel tower inside/outside the Parisian
4. The following day, our flight out to New York wasn't until 11pm (the red eye), so we made the most of a whole day of sight seeing. Original plan was to go and see the Grand Canyon, but no one really had mentioned that it is a 4 hour drive away, which none of us really felt like. So instead it was Hoover Dam - pretty amazing engineering feat, but group decision was that it wasn't worth spending the $10 US to do the tour. The afternoon was then spent at the gun store and then linner (somewhere between lunch and dinner) at one of the many casino's buffets.
5. Now, back to the gun store - I think I can say that for all 6 of us, it was the 1st time any of us had been inside a store like this. Seeing all the employees carrying their handguns visible made it a little bit off putting. Even more so was the range of guns on the wall on offer to try out. Chrisso and Sam went for a handgun each to try out - 50 bullets and a target off their choice. I decided the semi-automatic Berrata was going to be my choice of weapon. Earmuffed and goggled up, we all headed into the firing range, having just signed our lifes away on a disclaimer - I don't even recall having to show any identification. After a quick tutorial by one of the gun-nuts that worked there, away I went. My 20 bullets from a semi-automatic went extremely quickly. Must have been the laser scope that was in the gun that helped me cause my target didn't stand a chance! next came Sam and Chrisso - Seems a handgun has a few more intricacies, and with each carriage only holding 8 bullets or so, several reloads, later they were done. A crazy old british couple joined us briefly in the firing range - they had a machine gun, and the back of the firing range filled up with clouds of dust from the number of bullets being fired into it. We were glad to see them move into their own firing range!
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