We got to enjoy a much-needed lie in and headed down to breakfast just before ten. Of course this meant winding our way through the casino, seeing people who had been up all night, trying to stop the habit of telling people off for smoking inside due to a previous job in a bar and resisting both the frozen Jager-Bombs (though if some of my siblings and their partners had been here, ahem Sarah ahem Andrew, then the machine would have been in trouble!)
We then crossed over into how the other half live in the Mandalay Bay hotel. It just feels calmer, classier and a more relaxing place. We wandered around in search of a salad to take on our day trip but it turns out that calming and classy comes at a price I can’t afford just yet. However, I did a bit of retail therapy in Urban Outfitters and got a pair of pumps that I just had to get. Luckily Luke insisted after last nights feet shenanigans. But hey, at least I can say I got to know the Las Vegas strip very well and got a real earthy feel for it. Although it took quite a while, and many face wipes, to clean my feet before bedtime!
With the shopping done we had one last turn on the roulette and nearly had an argument as I insisted we had to put something on nought each time now. It came up on nought before we could bet, then no nought and then there was a nought. Third times a charm you may think? However, Luke had only placed money on the first go so we missed out to yet another nought! I am making him buy me a drink to console my sorrows. With our last goodbye to gambling we boarded the bus to go to the airport so we could fly to, and over, the Grand Canyon. We popped by the Las Vegas sign first for the compulsory photo.
I boarded with apprehension as this particular flight is known for being a bit of a rollercoaster and I had just about enough of those yesterday! Luke is still in a small bad book for that. At the start of the flight it felt like being in a hot tin can as it was being thrown around. Once we got the weight balanced we were good to go and I got a reassuring view of the bottom half of the cockpit for take off and was kept entertained just seeing a hand pop down every so often to sort some buttons. However, it wasn’t as bad as I thought and the views were fantastic! They got even better as we unloaded and got in our coach. This coach was very interesting because as soon as you got on it you were hit with a strong smell, from the bus drivers cat basket at the back of the bus!
We got off at our first viewing point to see the Grand Canyon close up for the first time.
We hit more turbulence this time and then we saw the air hostess answer a long phone call from the pilot. Never a good sign! We then were informed Vegas airport was shutdown due to a sandstorm.( please play link) The air hostess told us we were very lucky we hadn’t flown a little bit further into it as it would have shut down the planes engines. Not what I wanted to hear! We circled for a while before , thankfully, being told we could land. However, that wasn’t the end to our problems. We had been delayed and time was running out to get us back in the air otherwise we would be stranded. This is because the pilots can only fly for a certain amount of hours a day. There was then a stressful comedy race back to Luxor to get the other passengers and our luggage. We then had to race back to the airport. Our suitcase were then forcefully thrown onto the plane by the pilots! I hope my wine is intact! We all launched ourselves onto the plane and the air hostess said the fastest pre-flight safety notice I have ever heard. It was then fingers crossed to see if we had made it. We began to taxi with eight minutes to spare and luckily we didn’t wait too long before being allowed up! There was tumultuous applause as we took off and I never thought I would be pleased to say that a plane had taken off as I don’t enjoy these, or landings. However, after todays adventures I think I shall be ok on any plane now!
As we had just got out there was another long phone call between the air hostess and pilot. I began to worry about its consequences but as it turns out they had closed the Vegas airport just after we left so we had been extremely lucky. I spent the remainder of the flight hoping there were no looming sandstorms or any cheekily following us. I keep thinking where have I moved to? tornadoes and sandstorms? It is definitely not England.
Finally, after saying a far too rushed goodbye to everyone we got in our taxi and headed to our airport. It was a little strange to be back fending for ourselves! we even had to roll our own suitcases to our room. How shocking! I am not acustomed to this anymore. Rolling my own suitcase indeed bring back the air cruise I say. There are suitcases were aways waiting for us in our rooms. In my opinion, this is much better then trying to organise yourself and get to your room when you are laden down with bags and a suitcase that refuse to keep stood up.
However, I am looking forward to getting back home as it feels I have been away for ages! I have seen so much and I would recommend it to anyone short of time who likes to see things. Now all I need to do is make it back to Indianapolis. Hopefully I won’t get into too much mischief along the way. I don’t think Los Angeles suffers from sandstorms? I hope not as this is what one loooks like in Arizona! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bAqPJxG0xJo) and a less shouty one – (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=onNjm146H8E&feature=related)
Now where is a country with no huge storm, no sweltering heat, no sandstorms, no tornadoes, no giant bugs and does Luke’s company have an office there?