It seems we like to put pressure on ourselves. We got up at 5.30am to watch the sun rise over the Tufas. It wasn’t as cool as we thought it would be, and it was freezing, the wind blowing straight off the mountains.

I rang air nz again to see if we could change our flights. There was only space left in business class but it was not too expensive.

We then had to make sure we could put our van into storage a week earlier and on a Saturday. They said this was fine. We decided to bite the bullet and change our flight to Sunday.

It was now Friday, and we had a 6 hour drive to Vegas. It was doable as long as we didn’t break down. At 2 hours east of Vegas we broke down on the side of a busy highway.

A few swear words flew out of my mouth. It was in the back of my mind this could happen, it turned out it was the switch Mike had put in, same problem as in Moab. So he fixed it quickly. Thankfully we had the foresight to buy multiple switches.

My original plan had been to drive into Vegas early morning to avoid the August heat. But we did the exact opposite. We drove in at 5pm and in a Friday afternoon too! But the traffic wasn’t that bad so we were lucky.

We arrived at Circus circus RV park at 5.30 pm and tried to hook up power, but none of the power sockets were working. Two hours later we finally managed to find one working. So much for arriving early and cleaning our car out.

We went for a stroll down the strip and had a pizza for dinner. Then we packed our bags ready for the morning.