Capitol Reef NP

Today we drove through the gorges of Capitol Reef NP. None of this hiking for miles in 40 degree heat rubbish in America. Just a leisurely drive in the comfort of our air conditioned car with the occasional snap out the window. Again, the scenery was amazing.

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We camped in a little place called Bluff.

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10th August – Bryce Canyon,Utah

We headed to the Bryce national park today. The scenery was very dramatic. We were about 2800 metres about sea level and we both noticed it with a short walk we did. I think we will get over our colds properly before we do any major hiking.

Driving along we saw several groups of deer threatening to jump out in front of us. They are more of a threat than kangaroos!

We also saw lots of cute little chipmunks darting across the road in front of us. This one stopped to beg for food like a little dog I know. We didnt feed it cos we’re not allowed to.

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Some more pics of Bryce National Park. They are not the best photos as we were too lazy to lug our big camera up.

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9th August – Zion National Park, Utah

We left Vegas $210 of the casinos money and headed for Zion National Park in Utah. It was really really really hot. We found a camping site in Springdale, which was in the Zion NP. We took the last available site by the river. It sounds like we were lucky to get a camp spot being a Saturday night in the middle of summer.

It was really really really hot as we put up our tent, then went to the shop for some coronas. They are delightfully cheap here, a pleasant surprise after the overpricedness of Australia. Only $13 for a dozen.

We aren’t really set up for cooking yet, so we went for a Mexican meal in a café next to the campground. It was well good, but well spicy. Coriander is called Cilantro here. We sat and watched the sun set over the rocks.

More Vegas

We decided to blow our budget to smithereens and stay another night in Vegas as Jerry Seinfeld was on at Caesars Palace. He’s a comedian on my to-do list to see, so we just had to do it.

Vegas is not cheap on a Friday night in the middle of summer on the date 8/8/08. Apparently everyone wants to get married on this date and all accommodation booked out. And who wouldnt want to do that? Get married in Vegas I mean, not on that date. I’d never do as tacky as that. But to get married in Vegas is ideal. Quaint little chapel, Elvis, minimum hassle and only $500 and that includes a photographer!

Anyway, it was well worth the extra expense as Jerry Seinfeld was hilarious.

Today it was really really really hot. Apparently it was about 104 degrees F, whatever that means. It felt like about 40 degrees plus out there.

Mike decided he wanted to visit the old part of town where all the poor people stay as that was Vegas when he was here 20 something years ago.

Thats about it, now its time to hit the blackjack tables!

Viva Las Vegas

We departed the smoggy shithole that is Los Angeles and headed for the pretty lights of Vegas.

Its my forth trip to Vegas and I never get sick of it. Where else can you get Paris, Venice, New York and Monte Carlo in the same street. Athough the eiffel tower looks more like the leaning tower of pisa in this photo.

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We stopped and looked at the bouncy water outside the Bellagio. The water danced in time to “Singing in the Rain”. Very pretty.
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Then we sat outside for dinner at a French Restaurant and watched the bouncy water some more. Then we hit the Black Jack tables. Mike did well, at one stage he was up well and good, and then ignored me when I said to walk away. He soon dwindled it away until there were only a few bucks left. He shoulda taken advice from an experienced gambler! Alas, I had no luck. Sorry Lynda!

We Arrived before we Departed?

At around 9.30pm Wed night we hopped on a big 747 to LA and a flight attendant immediately started plying us with champagne. 2 hours and a bottle of wine later we both passed out drunk. Not sure what was in the drinks but when awoke we had gone back in time.

The weird thing about flying to LA is crossing the international date line. We left Auckland at 9.30pm Wed night and arrived LA at 3.30pm Wed afternoon (6 hours earlier). As I’m typing this it is still earlier than when I flew out later today. if that makes any sense, it is certainly doing my head in.

Here is a photo from the plane coming into LA

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