San Diego to Las Vegas

Strange name for a road near the Mojave Desert.

These are some of the things we saw on the way to Las Vegas. First we said goodbye to the green hills and hello to the desert again. We’ve driven between California and Arizona so many times!

Looks like salt in low-lying areas.
Nevada up ahead.

Morgane surprised us by knowing that Las Vegas is in Nevada. Her geography has really improved. But every time we change states, she asks if we’re still in the same country.

The Eiffel Tower at the Paris Hotel.

We saw casinos as soon as we crossed the border into Nevada. Then we kept our eyes open for the famous strip. It was easy to spot. Finding the entrance to the hotel was a bit harder.

M riding the escalators outside in Vegas.
The Venetian Hotel.

Luckily, our Las Vegas friends that we met at Buses by the Bridge agreed to meet us for dinner. We went to the Venetian to meet them. The hotel even had little gondolas that you could ride around a little lake.

Inside the Venetian.

Our biggest problem was finding our way around. There are no signs in Vegas to tell you where you are. Casinos are the only places that you can’t miss.

Drinks in Vegas!

We finally made it to dinner and had a great time! Then we all went outside and watched the volcano erupt at The Mirage. Scott and his wife make and sell promotional items, particularly pins. Their company is called Pinsville and they gave us a bunch of Vegas souvenir pins including their Melvis Pinsley pin which has moveable hips.

Morgane's screams added to the sound effects.
Outside the Mirage with our tour guides!

We watched the fountains at the Bellagio dance to music and loved it so much that we stayed to watch it a second time. It’s really beautiful. Morgane actually complained that we were keeping her up too late, so we finally got her back to the hotel. But not before we walked past a couple of pole dancers (dressed, thank goodness) in the casino. How to explain that?

Dancing fountains.