All day at the pool. I have my day bed reserved, laptop and kindle, all set to chill for hours.
I will say Caesars Palace has not impressed me with its initial customer service. They do great making up for the errors when brought to their attention.
A slight confusion with my daybed reservation. Probably because we used a Groupon, but don’t offer it if you can’t get it right. The manager personally came over to apologize and everything worked out.
It’s a beautiful day, not crowded, and it’s time for me to enjoy the sun.
Las Vegas is an interesting place. Seems a lot of people need to getaway and forget who they are everyday. The filters fall off and the weird and wild side they’ve pushed deep down emerges with a flash.
We ate dinner at Gordon Ramsey’s Heels Kitchen. Great food, severely over priced, but worth it for the experience. Our waiter was amazing. Our table was up next to the window over looking the strip.
We shared a tomahawk steak and had a fancy dessert with a table side show.
Today will be spent at the pool reading and relaxing.
Here we go! First stop, Las Vegas!
We’ve added a stop at the Grand Canyon. I know we went last year but it’s worth a second and even third trip.
The beauty of our national parks calls to me in a way I never thought it could.
Which is why we are almost taking the same trip as last year and hitting Bryce Canyon and Yellowstone.
We’ll have different stops along the way but we want more time to hike and explore these natural wonders. I want to slow down and enjoy each moment.
I was surprised with tickets to a San Francisco Giants vs Colorado Rockies game at Coors Field. Our seats are on third base side, 6 rows up from the field and near the visiting Giants dugout.
I really want a ball and plan on enticing the local commentator Krup & Kuip with a Gammer Babe poster. You might see Princess Shotgun Rider on TV.
So that’s all we have right now.
Time to start pulling out the camping gear and checking out our bikes. Fingers crossed I only fall a few times thins trip. No more stitches for this two wheeled challenged girl .
That’s it. That is all we have on our agenda this year. 3 nights at Old Faithful and a trail ride near Roosevelt Lodge ending with a BBQ.
Today is Mother’s Day and my plan is to sit down with my atlas and start plotting some possible route and locations to visit between California and Wyoming.
We have less than 2 months to get this trip on paper. Wish me luck.
Planning for our 2019 road trip hasn’t started yet. Usually we have some sense of where our ultimate destination will be.
Not this year. Planning has been more like conversations in passing. Nothing decided but a few ideas tossed out without a second thought.
We have talked about New Orleans. That was scratched quickly. A road trip would not be enjoyable if we fished back and forth.
Possibly Canada, new places or back to Victoria. That’s on the maybe list. It was beautiful.
I originally voted for Texas but then though even Texas is too hot for me. Plus I’ve heard the Alamo doesn’t have a basement. No use going there now.
The one place we both agree would be nice to visit again is Bryce and Arches National Park. Perhaps stay longer in each location this time.
Thinking as I’m writing, I’m pretty sure that’s what we will do.
Maybe I’ll plan this years trip as a surprise. Make the whole thing a mystery to my driver. I can give directions from the shotgun seat and make all of the decisions. This could work.
I guess it’s time to renew the KOA membership.
One of the hardest parts of ending a road trip is well ending it. Packing up on the last day is quick because I just throw everything in a bag. No sense sorting and folding. I just have to wash everything when I get home. The back of the truck is a disorganized mess. The inside of the truck has seen better days. Oh keep in mind we do not eat in the truck so it’s just my stuff strewn about.
Then you have the sadness of the trip concluding. Did we do everything we wanted? What did we miss? Where is everything? Gifts for others and myself are in 20 different bags. Who did I forget to get something for? and the biggie…. Where are we going next year. I am still hoping for a trip to New Orleans.
Worst part hands down is unpacking and stowing all of our gear. It will take at least a week to finish that task but each time I put something away it will stir a memory for me and that is priceless.
I was going to type the Louisiana Creole French translation for my tag line “Come join me on my Adventure” but guess what? It’s “Come join me on my Adventure”. will keep blogging my 2018 trip then get started on next years planning.
I explained a few of the highs and no’s in my last post. Let’s talk about a few more I have discovered in my travels.
Starting with coffee. Now hubby does not require a daily dose of coffee but understands and respects my addiction. He even makes a point of fueling it. I am sure his enabling habit is so I am not a bear in the morning. Purely selfish.
Ahhh but here’s that catch. Not all coffee is created equally and meet even my low standards. I do not care for strong coffee. I usually add a little hot water to my cup to dilute it. Then to make it even more tolerable I am A LOT of cream and sugar. I do not like the little “half and half” cups but I will use them when I don’t have real half and half. I buy a container for the cooler and even carry it into the diner sometimes. When I don’t remember it I use the little cups and usually have to ask for more. The server always comments on it.
My over indulgence in cream for my coffee leads me to this question. Why do they fill the cup up so much when you ask for a ton of cream? So frustrating when there is no room for cream. They just brought me 15 little cups and I intend to use at least 10 in this little cup but I barely have any room for the milky goodness. Now I have to sip and try to ignore the strong taste until I get to the right level to add more.
No add to the coffee experience I am creating when it is a horrible cup of nectar from the gods. It’s bitter sludge without enough cream and sugar to mask to awful taste. However as the addict that I am I will still drink at least half of the cup because I need it. Without it hubby has to deal with me. It’s like the quote from one of my favorite movies, Steele Magnolias. I am sure hubby is thinking “If I don’t then I have to deal with my wife. I make it a point to never deal with my wife”.
Back to the High’s and NO’s of coffee.
So now that I have my coffee level at a safe add enough cream level, I add about 8 packs of white sugar. I don’t want raw or fake sugar. Why? Just give me the natural sweetener. I will cut back else where if I need too. My torn up little white packets bring more giggles from everyone that notices. What? I like my coffee the way I like it. It’s not like others don’t order coffee a hundred different ways. I just choose to make my own the way I like it. Now most of this is assuming it is a decent cup of caffeine. What happens when it is so horrible I can’t swallow without gagging?
I try to get my coffee at little shops. I Hate Starbucks coffee but in an emergency one cannot be picky. Here’s the problem. You can’t tell by looking if the liquid is acceptable by looking at it most of the time. Smell sometimes works but not always. So after spending the time creating my perfect creamy sweetness and I take that first real sip I am often left unsatisfied.
When it’s good it is like singing angels. When it’s bad it’s like the depths of hell.
So to end this part of the High’s and NO’s series I will say this trip was full of both. Ultimately hubby only had to “deal” with my lack of caffeine 3 times in 23 days. I will take that ratio as a High.
This years trip has been full of some great things and some not so great things.
We started out with a little hiccup. We made a pitstop that was in the opposite direction from where we really planned on travelling and turned it into a longer stop than we should have. We had to travel back close to home so we actually went home and started again the next day. Why pay for a place to sleep when we were so close to out own beds. Needless to say the kids were shocked to see us return. So this was somewhere between a high and NO. It was fun to see the kids faces but I dont think it was one of our best thought out plans.
Ok, hiccup out of the way, we started our trip again on 7/9.
Travelling south down through California on I-5 we made it down to Santa Monica Pier. We parked a couple blocks away in a parking structure and to our surprise it was free to park for 4 hours since it was a week day. Free Parking….High! Keep this in mind when you go because we watched tourists sitting in their cars in the heat to park at the pier and pay too! It was bumper to bumper just to avoid a few blocks. That is a huge NO!
We jumped into our truck after a short walk around. I guess when you live so close to Pier 39 in San Francisco this is not that impressive. I am glad we went since it is the end of Route 66. The meant the beginning of our adventure this year.
Continuing south our next stop was….. yes Disneyland! My all time High of every road trip. Remember this is a no kids road trip so getting to leisurely wander around Mickey’s home is completely different. We have annual passes and that changes the atmosphere too. No rushing, no stress, no worrying about getting on every ride.
This Disneyland High was riding Pirates of the Caribbean. They just updated it changing the brides auction to make it more politically correct. The Redhead is now a pirate instead of being auctioned off. The “rounder” lady is holding a chicken on the platform now and they are selling the chicken eggs. This part was a new NO in my opinion. The redhead is still the beautiful, strong woman but really, selling chicken eggs to the pirates. NO! They made up for it by changing the tunnel to the cannon fire entrance back to the way the ride used to be. Dead Men Tell No Tales. It made me smile. High!
The Next day we went into the part for just a bit and then started off to find Route 66. This is not an easy task since a lot of Route 66 has been destroyed and lost over the years. Finally getting on the historic route we traveled east towards Arizona.
To be continued