Day 12 (02-Oct-13) Grand Canyon North Rim - Las Vegas (270 miles)

I will start today's entry with an apology. A number of follower's of this blog have commented that my sardonic barbs, aimed at Simon, reveal a homophobic hatred for the man. Far from it, I love Simon as much as any man - except Bob, who loves him VERY much. What follow's is a 'cut-and-paste' of pure drivel, submitted by the man himself....

 

After our early morning escape from Grand Canyon National Park, which had been in lockdown mode since Monday, we decided to head straight for Vegas, on a long and winding road. First Astrid (Dominatrix), then 'Mother', took turns at the wheel, with people in electric strollers passing us by. On eventual arrival in Sin City, we checked in at the Rio Casino & Suites hotel, where Sheldon clearly showed that he had some empathy with this town, shouting "Viva Las Vegas baby" as he entered the reception area. He then immediately went to the Casino to count cards....... 

 

Astrid & I left him to his highly illegal pursuit (he can count 4 decks using String Theory apparently) while we checked into our suites. It was only later that afternoon when I found out that the choice of Rio Casino & Suites was no mere happenstance. The Morgans had both packed Rio Carnival Mardi Gras outfits, which they wore to dinner that evening, despite my protestations. It was like being with Mr & Mrs Barry Manalo.
 

 We decided to book tickets to see Rock of Ages Musical at the Venetian, so after changing their attire we headed back to the 80's (have Q&A ever left them???) for a fabulous trip down memory lane, when we all met in Holland over 25 years ago... Nostalgia was all around us, with Q, decked out in his usual attire, fitting in beautifully...... No rental costumes necessary for him. After almost 14 days on a 'Geological Ages of Rock' tour, it was somehow fitting that in Vegas I should take Q to the 'Rock of Ages' musical, where he clearly demonstrated that I knew much more about musicals than geology.

And remember, "What happens in Vegas , stays in Vegas". And so with that in mind, while Astrid & I retired to our chambers after a few beers for a frenzy of darting tongues,  Simon elected to wander The Strip, in search of the wierd and outright strange....