After one hell of a fortnight spent on the East Coast of America it was (unfortinately) time for me to move on.
I didn’t remember booking a roller coaster, ride on a fighter jet or a 4WD trip from hell. I was pretty sure that I’d booked a simple 2-stop flight. I never expected to have the aforementioned rough rides included! They weren’t even optional extras!
It quickly became very apparent that American Pilots are somewhat ‘flyboys’ that tend to love unnecessary evasive manoeuvres and turbulance. Riding with my Home-Away-From-Home Mum, Tarsh and my buddy Ben. We somehow made it to Vegas. It’s worth mentioning that Ben Leworthy is possibly the best transport buddy known to man, he’s vibrant, alert, helpful and chatty. Even as I write, on a bus headed for San Fran, he’s sleeping soundly in a corner. Exciting. Nothing puts Ben to sleep like excessive travel by transport. Taking off the runway in NY, nervous with excitement, I turned to Ben and exclaimed how awesome it was to be travelling with him. His kind response was ‘Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz’, which I’m sure means “Couldn’t agree more!” in Welsh.
Here is a transportation selfie!
One of the best parts about going to Vegas? I got to meet up with a lot of my mates from camp again. Seeing Steven and Craig again was awesome, and in Vegas of all places!
Everyone remembers that place from the Hangover movie, Caesar’s Palace? Yeah. I stayed there. Gosh golly was it a treat after the paper-thin mattresses of camp! Not only that, but Vegas is incredible. I dare say that I’d sooner return there than NYC. Vegas truly never sleeps, ever. Something is always happening. Be it a show, a party, a display of moving statues or the incredible Bellagio Fountains, the place never stops; and nor did we.
I quickly learnt that Vegas’ motto must be ‘Eat when you can, sleep when you can.’ I lived by this to the letter. Out until Stupid O’Clock every night just walking the strip of hotels and Casinos was awesome. Some incredible things I did include, riding on a rooftop roller coaster above New York, New York Hotel. Visiting Shark Reef Aquarium, a day at the Spa in Caesars with Steven, Exploring the hotels and a day trip to the Grand Canyon!
These formed something of a nightly ritual for us all!
Now, the Grand Canyon is one of the Seven Wonders of the World, boy does it not disappoint. It looked like a painting. It was spectacular.
Now I don’t want to spoil it anymore with insufficient words, enjoy the picutres.
450Ft drop either side of us. Scared out of our wits, but completely awestruck.
Picturesque.
Just a little something to scare the living daylights out of our Mums!
With Ben as my last remaining travel buddy…
California here we come!
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