Thursday, January 5, 2012

Week 13- Southern California


In the first week of the posting from the road trip, I posted some quotes during our first few days of traveling.  One read, "If the trip happens to abruptly end in either Las Vegas or New Orleans, I'm ok with that."  Well, I'm happy to announce that the trip did not end in Las Vegas and we were able to continue on to week 13 of the trip.  On the plate for this week, Southern California, where the sun shines all the time and it rains 3 or 4 times a year.  We stayed in Los Angeles with Allen's sister, Emily, for 4 nights right after Las Vegas, went south to Huntington Beach to stay with my mom's cousin for 2 nights and then to San Diego for 2 nights.  (November 1st through November 8th)  If you are happening to just be joining in on the reading, I am traveling around the country in an rv for 15 weeks with 2 of my best friends, Bub Hunter and Allen Bradley, attempting to keep the economy going and trying to stay out of trouble in the meantime.  If you have been following all along, thanks for reading and welcome to week 13.  If you missed week 12, check it out here.    

After departing Vegas in the late evening, we headed west to Los Angeles for a few nights.  We stopped about an hour short of the city, but got close enough to catch a noon taping of the game show, "Let's Make a Deal.", the next day.  If you aren't familiar with the show, it is somewhat similar to "The Price is Right", in that you have a chance to win prizes playing really random games.  Wayne Brady is the host of the show; you may know him from "Who's Line is it Anyway" and his famous cameo on the Dave Chappelle Show.  

A past pic, but these were basically our "costumes" for the show.  


Emily told us what we needed to do and where we needed to be by 11:30 the next day.  We showed up for the taping of the show and signed a few liability forms before waiting about an hour before doing anything.  Next, we went through a screening process where a lady went through and interviewed everyone going into the show.  She would ask people random questions while a few other people watched and took notes.  The end goal was to choose people who would be high energy and good for tv.  Emily, Allen, Bub and I made it to the interview and we all talked about the road trip and the crazy stuff we were getting into lately.  If you have ever seen the show, everyone is wearing crazy costumes, from baby costumes, to celebrity look-alikes, and even random homemade outfits.  We didn't really have much to work with so Allen went with his huge sombrero, Emily dressed up as a police woman, I went with my "Everyday I'm Shuffling t-shirt' and my football helmet/toboggan, and Bub went with his Canadian tuxedo, mustache, and American flag bandana.  

The game show then strategically placed everyone in the audience based on who they were going to pick to play.  We ended up in the first 5 or 6 rows, right by the aisle that Wayne Brady walked down.  I couldn't tell if this way good or bad for our changes to be on tv, to begin with.  Once we got in, they told us that in between taping segments, they would play music and watch on the camera who was dancing and being enthusiastic.  These people would have a better chance of getting on the show and the pre-air screening wasn't the only factor they considered.  Well, I figured, what the hell, I'm gonna jump up and down like a madman while the music is going.  There was no way I wasn't putting every bit of effort into trying to get on to this show.  I was jumping as high as I could between every segment pretty much without stopping.  

So they taped about 7 or 8 people playing crazy games and winning random prizes with 5 minutes or so in between segments.  A few times they even went back and taped a segment again, whether it be their version of Vanna White (The good looking chick on Wheel of Fortune who turns the letters) showing the prize, or anything Wayne Brady or the announcer guy messed up.  I wish I could write about my crazy experience of being on a game show and winning something or at least being entertaining on tv, but none of us were chosen.  It definitely wasn't from my lack of enthusiasm, because my legs were sore for the next 2 days from jumping up and down.  Our explanation for why we weren't picked?  A combination of not having an outrageous costumes, (there were a few unusual ones in the crowd….. a guy was chosen who was dressed as a baby outfit with his girlfriend, and another girl had a colorful homemade outfit) and the fact that Allen, Bub and I were not very camera friendly.  Through 12 weeks, no one had shaved and I'm not sure we were the people they wanted to show on television.  We didn't make it on the show, but I had a damn good time.  Check it off the hypothetical bucket list.  (There were two tapings of the show that day, but it will either be on tv March 30th or April 20th on CBS.  Like I said, we were in the first few rows and I know you will be able to see us.)

We spent our 3 days in Los Angeles doing plenty of driving around the city, checking out all the nice cars and famous places that you hear about in Los Angeles.  Emily lives in a nice part of Los Angeles (with her awesome dog, Becker, who is small and fluffy and loves nothing more than doing circles when he gets excited) and we were actually able to park the truck and the camper on the streets in 2 hour parking spots.  The spots were supposedly only checked from 8 am to 6 pm so as long as we did something with it during the day and moved it before 10 am in the morning, I thought we were golden.  Since southern California is warm pretty much year-round, Bub was able to sleep in the camper both nights on the streets of Los Angeles.  Didn't expect that in LA, huh?

Safest place in LA, all the street lights in one area
Emily let us take her car two separate afternoons to drive around and check out the city.  One afternoon we made it up to the hills of the city with some overlooks of downtown, and the next day we attempted with no luck to find the Playboy Mansion. Our drive took us though Beverley Hills and then to Rodeo Dr., where we stumbled across a Bugati.  A Bugati happens to be a million dollar car with over 1,000 horsepower.  If you don't like cars much, maybe you wouldn't appreciate it, but this car will take your breath away.  It is a 2 door sports car and a million bucks seems to be a little steep for a car that only sits 2 people but hey, if I was a billionaire, I would probably have one.


View from the Hills


Bugati 

China Theater


Speaking of cool cars, we found a car museum to go through on one of our days in Los Angeles.  It had all kinds of exotic cars ranging from Ferraris to Rolls Royce, to another Bugati and some of the very first cars ever built.  You name it, it was there.  We had the camper attached to the truck while going to the museum and the only available parking spot was at least a quarter mile away.  I'll be damned if a minute into our walk into the museum, it starts to pour on us.  This qualifies as the first time we have been stuck in the rain on the trip and it happened to be in southern California, you know, where it rains 3 or 4 times a year.  At least the cars were cool. 

Batmobile from the old movies

The Green Hornet Car

Another Bugati




I have spoken many times about seeing a city during the day, and seeing what it had to offer at night.  Well, luckily for us, Emily works at a nightclub.  She deals more with the stuff going on during the day, so she was free to hang out with us at night.  Speaking of free, Emily definitely hooked us up, as we got bottle service at a table with her and her friends for the whole night.  She told us that the minimum amount to spend for a table was $1,000 for the night.  Well that seems outrageous, but if you are rich and famous, then screw it, right?  Bub talked with the lead singer of the All-American Rejects while we were there, and Emily said Paul Pierce had been there earlier that week.  The place was pretty legit.  Not to mention, the bouncer at the club is the guy from Forgetting Sarah Marshall who talks about going scuba diving with the turtles.  Davon, or better known as Big D, has been in multiple comedies over the past few years is a good friend of Emily's and ended up eating Chinese food with us after we left for the night.  I have never eaten a meal with a guy I've seen in a movie, but this guy was as cool as they come.  I told him I was thinking about getting the shrimp lo mien at the Chinese place.  "Nah man, you don't want the shrimp, it's nasty.  Get the chicken lo mien, it's way better."  I stayed the hell away from that shrimp.

The crew with Big D.


On Saturday afternoon, after grabbing lunch in Los Angeles, we headed south to Huntington Beach.  My mom's cousin Harva lives there and had been talking back forth with my mom about us coming to stay with her for a night or two.  This all sounded great, except for the fact that I had never meet Harva before.  She sound excited for us to come, it was a chance to meet a new relative, and it fit right into our schedule, so why not, let's give it a try.  We arrived around 8 o'clock on that Saturday evening, and Harva and her husband Frank were two of the nicest people in the world.  They took the 3 of us in like we were their kids, and an hour into our visit, Harva had already made ice cream for us.  During our visit, Harva and Frank not only let us take over their living room to watch football on Sunday afternoon, but let us do all of our laundry, (at this point, only 2 and half weeks remained, and after doing laundry, I had enough clean underwear to last the rest of the trip, which meant I had no intentions of doing laundry again until I got home.) borrow their car while the truck had an oil change, took us out to dinner once and cooked for us one.  Talk about getting the ultimate package when you first meet someone.  I would have been fine with sleeping in the camper outside of their house.  (Actually, Allen did sleep in there both nights.  It is really dark inside the camper to his credit.)  





On a totally random note, Bub's family lived in Huntington Beach for a short time when Bub was younger.  His parent's gave him the address so we plugged it into the gps, and set out to find it.  Once we arrived, we snapped a picture of Bub in front of his house, and then decided it was best to leave before someone called the police claiming that three homeless guys were taking pictures in their neighborhood.  We ate lunch at a diner on the pier in Huntington Beach, and then checked out the city a little before going out to eat with Harva and Frank at a southern-style restaurant.  I am not a sweet tea drinker (don't fall out of your chairs you sweet tea addicts, that stuff is garbage) but Allen and Bub hadn't had sweet tea in awhile and claimed this was some of the best they had drank in awhile.  We all had some sort of bbq with a few southern sides, baked beans, mac and cheese, sweet potato fries, and all the good fix-ins.    

Bub's old house

The three of us with Frank and Harva with their two dogs.  


We hit the road shortly after to stay in San Diego for 2 nights before the legend of 742, Mr. Jordan Dale Vance, joined us for the last 2 weeks of the trip.  Jordan, like Allen and Bub, is a old high school friend who did all he could to join us for the longest time possible.  Jordan works at a restaurant in Little Switzerland, a little mountain town about 30 minutes north of Marion.  This is a seasonal restaurant that closes the first week of November, enough time for him to spend 2 weeks with us.  He was due to fly in to Los Angeles in 2 nights, so let's head on down to San Diego, retrace our steps back to Los Angeles, and keep this train rolling.  

San Diego is known for its great weather, its laid back lifestyle opposed to Los Angeles, and well I'm not sure what else to be honest, but hey, that's why we came to check it out.  We arrived late in the evening at the coolest campground of the trip.  This place had multiple restaurants, a beach access area to the ocean, an arcade, an ice cream shop, and a 24 hour security guard to top things off.  In the massive, 1000 page campground book that my mom gave me before we left on the trip, this campground has advertising on the entire back cover of the book.  We have looked at this picture at least 500 times so far, and now it was finally time for a stay at this magical place.  

The 3 amigos (trademark: Bub) set off decently early the next morning to check out the San Diego Zoo, the best zoo in the United States in terms of the number of different species.  This may seem like a bit of a childish thing to do for 3 dudes in their 20s, but I am a kid at heart and truly enjoyed every bit of it.  Most of you have been to a zoo before, so enjoy the pics. 











On Monday, we set off to check out the city of San Diego.  When you go to scenic sites, you go to enjoy the views and nature itself.  In a city you 

A)  Find things to do from past experiences in the city 

B)  Go on recommendations of any family, friends, residents of the city, or in extreme cases, homeless people.

C)  Type things to do in (insert whatever city you are in) into Google and go from there

D)  Drive around and see if anything catches the eye

So I have spent an afternoon in San Diego when my sister, Rachel, lived in southern California and we did a segway tour of San Diego.  (We were those people for a day, but it was pretty fun to be honest.)  This time around, we left the camper at the best campground in the United States and roamed around San Diego for a little while.  We caught a quick glimpse of Petco Park, home of the San Diego Padres, drove through the supposed historic district of San Diego, and eventually settled on a battleship tour.  (Right near the harbor where UNC and Michigan St. played a week later.)  






On this legendary segway tour, I saw the USS Midway (a docked WW2 battleship) but didn't get to check it out that day.  Second time around, let's check it out.  The battleship hasn't been in use since World War 2 and has since been turned into a tourist attraction.  On the top deck, there were all sorts of planes and jets used during the war.  Each station throughout the tour had an short audio tour you could listen to through the free head sets they gave out at the beginning of the tour.  We went through the whole ship seeing the intricacies and how it functioned as a whole.  It is like a city on water, and they had to have enough supplies and accommodations for all the crew on board.  What do you need to stay somewhere for an extended period of time?  Everyone has to have a place to sleep, enough food to feed everyone as well as a place to eat, and somewhere for the crew to shower and what not.  

The living quarters for the crew consisted of endless amounts of bunks in very tight spaces.  Move up to the captain's quarters, and they had their own room with a small living room and a bathroom to themselves or only sharing with one or two other people.  We moved through the mess hall and the kitchen, wondering what damage hundreds of hungry men could do to the meals.  We went up to the communication room in the 1940s, which today has been replaced with satellites, phones and upgraded methods of communication.  Up next, there was a tour of the control room, getting an actual account from a volunteer who was on board a ship very similar to this during the war.  He gave a very detailed account of what it was like during the war on board the ship and the methods used to guide the ship and how they communicated with the Navy and the rest of the military during the war.  
The USS Midway

Old School GPS






The whole experience was pretty fascinating, because I had never been on board a battleship, especially one used during World War 2.  By the time the tour was over, it was already dark, and time to go pick up the camper and head towards Los Angeles to pick the legend of Jordan Vance.  We had a few house guests during the road trip (Kaysee and Sarah, Tab and our new friend Spotacus the dog) but none for longer than a few nights.  Time to add another member of the crew, and a good one at that.  If anyone could come right in and blend in with the 3 of us, it was Jordan Vance.  We left around 7 o'clock, with about a 2 hour drive to Los Angeles ahead of us.  His flight wasn't supposed to come in until midnight, so that left roughly 3 hours to kill.  Well, from my past experience in southern California visiting Rachel, let's just say that I happened to know there was a casino on the way.  


This would end up being the last casino stop on the trip, because by the time Jordan joined us, it was a mad dash across the country to see as much as possible.  After Las Vegas, I had basically broke even through 13 weeks.  On a quick tangent, let me explain gambling in California.  It is actually illegal for the casino itself to deal with the money coming and going from the players, so a 3rd party sits in the corner at the table and either takes your money and pays out your winnings.  This is a separate person from the person dealing the cards in blackjack.  The crazy loop holes in the laws these days.  I mean, you can gamble online through foreign countries, the lottery is legal, and people can completely wreck the United States (cough, cough, Wall Street) so why not make gambling legal throughout the United States and let the rest of us have fun.  Oh wait a minute, that sounds like a good idea and all, but most people just lose all their money at the casino.  Ok, scratch that idea, let's continue to outlaw casinos in most places.  



I went in for a first stint, stayed about an hour or so and walked away up a little bit.  It was enough to cover a tank of gas and a place to stay for the night, but we still had some time to kill before picking up Jordan.  In retrospect, I had an opportunity to walk away the whole trip up a few hundred bucks, which in going to casinos in 13 different cities, this is a pretty solid accomplishment.  Well, needless to say, I walked back in and tried to sling it around.  This was not a good idea, I lost all my winnings and then the money I started with.  I should have got into the truck and drove away, but what's the fun in that. 

 "When in doubt, sling it out."  

The casinos ended up being a true battle on the trip, and I ended up a little below even for the whole trip.  My record ended up 5 wins, 5 losses, and 3 ties for the cities, with the money amount in losses outweighing the money in the wins, leading to a negative number overall for the trip.  Stay tuned for the last 2 weeks of the trip, and thanks to anyone who is following my travels across the world.  Dad, thanks for making all the traveling possible.  

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Week 12- Bodie, Death Valley NP, Hoover Dam, and LAS VEGAS!!

If you missed Bub's 2nd appearance on the blog, check it out here.


Now to Week 12 (October 25th- November 1st)


We had a scare with bad meat that ultimately left Allen without his favorite bandana and me with only one sock, but we made it out of Yosemite National Park and headed towards Las Vegas through the Sierra Nevada Mountains.  Our good friend Tabitha Wilson was joining us for Halloween weekend in Las Vegas.  Tab and I awkwardly went out in 7th grade for about 3 weeks and have remained friends ever since.  (At 5 feet tall, she was taller than I was in 7th grade) She was due to fly in Friday night so let's brace ourselves and check out a few cool places in the meantime.  A little ways out of Yosemite, we hit a a major highway that led south towards Vegas and north towards Bodie, a ghost town.  Hey, wait a minute, a ghost town?  These places exist?  I gotta check this out.

Bodie was an old gold mining town that sprung up during the gold rush in California in the late 1800s after gold was discovered here in 1859.  We really didn't know what to expect but we left the camper at our site from the night before and took the truck to check out Bodie.  After about 8 miles on a gravel road, sure enough, we come up on an abandoned town in a valley surrounded by mountains.  The road leading in came to a parking lot that overlooked the town, revealing about 50 buildings within eyesight.  The buildings were mostly made of wood, with other random structures made of metal thrown up around the town.  You could even tell where the downtown portion of the city used to be, with multiple bars around and other larger buildings concentrated in this area.  We spotted what looked to be an old gym and the schoolhouse near the center of town and I even saw an old roulette table in one of the bars.  The park allowed people to walk through the town by the dirt roads as long as you didn't take or damage anything.  We toured Bodie by foot for at least an hour and half, even making it out to the "suburbs" of town.  









It seemed like the right thing to do








Out in the suburbs


After heading south for a few hours, we see a sign for a national monument, "The Devil's Postpile."  I remember the "Devil's Tower" in eastern Wyoming being awesome, and who knows, maybe this this is its younger cousin or something.  This looked to be about 30 minutes out the way, so I hope it's worth it.  About 10 minutes into the drive, some serious downhill roads appear, giving the whole rig a good workout.  The low gas snuck up on us and before we knew it, we were at least 10 miles out from a gas station with the low fuel light on.  Remember, the Devil's Tower is where we ran out of gas a few weeks ago.  Maybe this devil guy shouldn't be messed with, but I can't be certain, I have never heard of him.  

So we park the rig and walk about a half mile to the Devil's Postpile.  It is this strange looking rock formation basically in the middle of nowhere near a river.  It was the kind of thing you walk up to, look at, think "Hey, this is pretty cool", ask if there is anything else to see, and then leave.  Was it worth it to drive an hour out of the way?  Well If we run out of gas then hell no, but if we make it out unscathed, then it's a tossup.  At least this wasn't Bullshit, Connecticut and Dinosaur State Park.  10 miles later, after an uphill battle (literally) we arrive at a gas station.  Disaster avoided.        



I mean, pretty cool, right?


The next day led us through Death Valley National Park, home to the lowest elevation point in the United States, a solid 214 feet below sea level.  We drove from west to east through the park, just a few hours west of Las Vegas, but still in California.  This was our first legit desert experience in the United States.  The first part of the park led us through the mountains going up and down in elevation very quickly.  In the middle of the park, we came upon the sand dunes.  If you have never been on sand dunes before, they are a strange landmass.  If the wind blows hard enough, it reshapes the formation of the dunes and there is a bunch of sand in one spot where a mile away, there is no sand.  They are unusual, but from what I remember with other sand dune experiences, the dunes are fun to play on.  Two fun games to play in the sand dunes

1.  Find a downhill part in the dunes.  Take a running go and jump from the top of the dunes and see how far you can get.

2.  Find a downhill part in the dunes.  Take a running go and run as fast as you can downhill until the sand levels out or you wipe out.




This spill left me stunned and limping away from the sand dunes.  (The hill was much steeper than it looked, or least I'm claiming so.)  After recovering from one of the more unathletic moves in recent memory, we head to find the lowest point in the United States.  The road had gentle sloping hills the whole way, with a few hundred feet changes in elevation.  It is very odd to see a sign saying, "Elevaton: Sea Level", and still be going downhill.  Sure enough, a few miles later, we come to the parking lot where there is a path leading out on to the desert.  On the mountains behind the parking lot, there is a sign 200 plus feet above us that says, "Sea Level."  For some insane reason, the ground is covered in salt at the lowest point.  















After Death Valley, it was into Nevada for the first time of the trip.  We made it into Pahrump, Nevada at a campground/casino for the night.  Because gambling is legal in Nevada, there are casinos everywhere.  Pahrump was the first town over the California/Nevada state line and for a city of under 40,000 people. there were 4 or 5 casinos.  Almost every gas station has slot machines and you can't go very far without seeing a way to gamble.  Believe it or not, the main objective in going to the casino was to eat.  Casino food is highly underrated.  Now, if you are looking to get a nice sit down meal, a casino is not the place.  If you want a solid $10 meal with actual decent food, a casino is the place to be.  


Once completing the first objective, I moved on to the second one…. trying to win a bunch of money really quickly.  I didn't want to make this a few hour ordeal because of what lie ahead for the weekend, so I threw some money in for blackjack, decided to sling it around for a few minutes and walked away with enough money to pay for the rv spot for the night.

Las Vegas, hey?  This is my first experience in Las Vegas and I truly didn't know what to expect.  This has to be one of the most unusual cities in the history of mankind because, well, it's Vegas man.  Let's go to the middle of the desert and do crazy things!  


Note:  Two nights were spent in Las Vegas, followed by a recovery day in the camper to check out the Hoover Dam, and then back to Vegas for one more night and an afternoon before Tab flew back to North Carolina.  




Before I get to Las Vegas, let's talk about the Hoover Dam.  It was built in the '30s to provide hydroelectric power to Southern California, Nevada, and Arizona.  Situated right along the Arizona and Nevada border, it dams up the Colorado river, forming Lake Mead at the top before it goes through the actual dam to provide the energy.  This massive concrete structure is over 700 feet tall and also housed Megatron until he broke free in the first Transformers movie. (See the movie if you aren't sure what I'm talking about.)  



The Hoover Dam is heavily policed because of the supposed high threat of a terrorist attack here.  We were questioned driving in and had to go through a security checkpoint.  They looked through the back of the truck to ensure we had no weapons or illegal objects on board.  After walking around and checking out plenty of the viewpoints, we looked into some of the tours they had of the dam.  We didn't pay $175 for any of the tours (slightly exaggerated), but we did pay to go into the gift shop and look at all the exhibits inside.  (I'm still a little ticked we had to pay to get into the gift shop by the way.) 








Me, Tab, and Bub



Megatron?

Tab flew in on October 28th, right in time for Halloween weekend in Vegas. and we had about a 2 hour drive to Las Vegas.  Coming from the west from Pahrump, we first spotted Las Vegas from about 30 miles away.  I don't know what route people in the movies take when they ride past the "Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas" sign and then you see it over the hill, but I didn't get the memo where that is.  


Vegas is basically a random, huge city in the middle of the valley of a desert surrounded by mountains.  Other than the houses on the outskirts of the city, there is nothing else in the nearby area.  We showed up at our hotel, the Stratosphere, for a 2 night stay.  The hotel was at the end of the Las Vegas strip and consisted of two parts, the hotel and the tower.  The tower had an observation deck at the top with a few rides, and no that isn't a typo, there were rides at the top.  One was a mini roller coaster that made it seem the rider was going off the edge of a 100 story tall building.  The other ride was one that extended out over the side of the hotel and then the small cars went around and around in circles.  You could also bungee jump off the side of it.  A cord ran from close to the top of the tower all the way to the ground.  The participant was strapped in, attached to the rope, and slid all the way to the ground.  This look pretty intense, but pretty damn cool.  How do you talk yourself into walking off the side of a 100 story building?  And why are there rides on top of a 100 story building?  Oh wait a minute, this is Las Vegas.


Not only did our hotel have the big observation tower with rides, but there was a miniature shopping mall inside with plenty of places to eat.  We found a gyro place, another with hotdogs and sausages, and there was even a McDonald's inside of our hotel.  A few floors up, there is a huge cinema-like type room with all kinds of projections screens.  On Sundays during football season, every football game is on and there are even blackjack tables in the back of the room, just in case you are one to multi-task.  


The Stratasphere

The View from our room

Ride on the 100th floor




I'm really not sure how to describe Las Vegas, like I said before, this has to be the most unusual city in the United States.  Think about it, this is a city in the middle of the desert.  On the main street running through Vegas, the Las Vegas strip, there is casino, after casino, after more casinos, and well, a few more casinos.  Other than places to eat and a few tourist shops, that's about it for the main strip, no lie.  We were there on Halloween weekend, so instead of the normal run of people on the streets (if that is possible in Vegas) many people were dressed up in all sorts of costumes.  The streets were packed every night, we the higher concentration of people gathering right around the well known casinos- Cesear's Palace, MGM, the Bellagio.

We had planned all along to be in Las Vegas for Halloween weekend, and now the time was upon us. Her flight wasn't due in until 11 pm so we decided to check out the pool at the hotel, gather ourselves, and relax for a little bit.  I hit the tables in Las Vegas for the first time at approximately 7 pm pacific time on October 28th, 2011.  At approximately 8 pm pacific time on October 28th, 2011, I officially lost the camper to the Stratosphere Casino.  Just kidding, but that would have made for an interesting story.


Tab arrived at the Las Vegas airport right before midnight on Friday night.  She looked like a little kid on Christmas walking out to the truck to meet us, camper attached and all.  We immediately set off to bankrupt the entire city of Las Vegas.  The first two nights in Vegas, I gambled mostly at the Stratosphere, not doing anything good for my bank account.  I had myself convinced that I was going to get our room compensated for gambling enough at the casino downstairs.  I spent a few hours gambling, and after looking at the free rewards card the next day, I had compensated a whopping $5 towards our room.  


We all dressed up on Saturday night, which we figured to be the big night for Halloween, considering Halloween night fell on a Monday.  Tab dressed up as a peacock, Bub as his a patriot in his Canadian tuxedo and American flag bandana, Allen as some random guy in a sweet suit, and I dressed up as Jimmy Hoffa.  Who is Jimmy Hoffa you ask?  You have heard of him but aren't quite sure who he is? Well that was the whole point, I could claim I was someone most people had heard over, but no one quite knew who he was.  He was a mob guy/ union leader in the 60s and mysteriously disappeared in the 70s. (I had to look all of that up by the way)  I put on a suit, slicked my hair back and claimed I was Jimmy Hoffa.  It seemed to be a hit.    


We caught the SEMA car show on Sunday afternoon before heading to the Hoover Dam.  There were a bunch of awesome cars, and famous drifter Ken Block did a demonstration in the late afternoon.  Check out these rides.  














Our last night in Vegas (At the Flamingo Hotel, right in the middle of the strip) the new good luck blazer came out for the second time in the trip.  Let's just put it this way, I was in the hole for the trip, a good amount, and thought that this might be the 2nd to last chance I have to gamble.  If you remember, I went on a nice run in New York, basically went even until the Seattle area, and never recovered.  The blazer was truly a live-saver, because we hit about 5 or 6 casinos in the span of about 3 hours, and man did I do well.  I made it back to even for the entire trip, and I couldn't have done it without the amazing blazer.  This $2 blazer has done wonders for me and will go down in the hall of fame of the road trip.


We checked out of the hotel on Tuesday night, and caught the movie Moneyball before Tab caught her flight home.  Why in the world did we watch a movie in Las Vegas?  Well, because we had exhausted every other available option in Vegas, and this seemed like the right thing to do.  Tab, thanks for joining the 3 amigos for an awesome weekend, and Las Vegas, I will be back for round 2 in my attempt to bankrupt you.  Happy Holidays everyone.    




Limo Ride, in the blazer of course

Jimmy Hoffa and the Peacock
Bub and a random guy on the streets

This guy wasn't so fortunate, in handcuffs and passed out at 10 pm in Vegas


RIP JHW 3