This was:
- Our last day to sleep in,
- The day designated as Laundry Day,
- The day for catching a few rays,
- Check-in day.
So first we slept in (I know, we did that yesterday too, but that doesn’t really count because we had a deadline (had to get to LV in time to pick up our tickets for the show). Today we had much more reasonable deadlines (pick up our registration packets between 3 and 5.
After breakfast we gathered our laundry, stopped by the bank for quarterage and headed to the top rated laundromat in town. It was a nice place (as laundromats go), relatively clean, large, mostly friendly folk. Laundry done we headed toward lunch.
We had never been to Fremont Street and wanted to at least see what it was about.
Did I mention that everything Las Vegas done is over the top?
We ended up eating at a small food court where Cheryl could get asian chicken with rice and I could get pizza.
Following that we headed back to the hotel to check in with our program staff, read, blog, and catch a few rays.
At 6:00 we headed down for dinner with he group and program orientation. We have a small group – 26 of us – from all over the country. Interesting folk. It will be fun to get to know them better. Our group leaders Darrell and Paula McMahon have led Road Scholar trips sponsored by Dixie State University all over the southwest. He’s funny. She’s the mother.
Tomorrow we head for the Valley of Fire – geology and petroglyphs. It’s gonna be a GREAT day!
TTFN,
R
C – There were a lot of people begging on Fremont Street. Some were weaving palm fronds into roses to sell to people. Others play instruments or sing or run small stands of touristy stuff. We did stop to watch one guy making beautiful solar system spray paintings (apparently he saw the same U-tube that I did and I wanted to see his technique).
Since it was the day before Halloween there were lots of people in costume already – lots of skull painted faces and people wearing body stockings with bones painted on them.
Las Vegas has cleaned up some since we were there 9 years ago – there are no longer guys thrusting cards with hookers photos and phone numbers at every man crossing every intersection in the down town area (which made me mad because I was RIGHT THERE holding onto Randy’s arm and being totally ignored)
*Not ignored by Dad, I’m sure 😉