We drove up to Vegas the weekend after Laguna in both RV's. And wouldn't you know it, I also had a f..ing blow out!
As we were approaching a fork in the highway, I think I saw Roger veer, perhaps still trying to escape his date with destiny in Vegas.
When we arrived at the RV park, we later discovered that the security guard at the entrance was also entrusted to be some kind of judge. He handed us a paper and directed us to the office to check-in. All normal so far. So when I get to the counter, I tell the dude my name and the reservation, I've made "premiere sites" reservations, two of them I say, and next to eachother. He looks at the paper and then at me, and literally uttered "no, auht oh". Umh, is there a problem, I ask? He says, yeah, you've been marked as a "status #2". What does that mean, I ask? He doesn't respond right away, and starts looking at his computer screen to avoid eye contact with me. So I press, "what does 'status #2' mean? It means you can't get on the "premiere sites". Why not, I say, that's what I paid for online. So he starts typing away at his keyboard. Now I'm starting to get a bit annoyed as he has blatantly avoid my question, so I start to get ghetto. "Yo, what the 'hell' (I still had f.u.c.k. in my back pocket) does "status #2" mean dude?!? He looks up from his screen, realizing I'm not the usual retired old guys variety patrons to his fine establishment, "well it means you have been flagged by our security guard as having an incompatible RV for those sites." and then blaming the guard more, he says, "its his call". What? He then asks, what year are your RVs. 2003, what does that matter, I ask? So he takes a look outside through the window and sees our RVs parked there and says 'well they look alright from here." So I say, are you saying that the RV's have to look a certain way for me to qualify for "premiere sites"? Then rather sheepishly, he says, yes. We want the nice looking RVs to be closest to the club house. Now I'm like WTF? Are you kidding me? But he quickly tries to pacify me and says, but your RVs are fine, they look nice. I figure, you know what, I better calm down. So me and Roger look at eachother with comical disgust and later it provide some humorous milage. We ended up getting the best sites in the park, next to million dollar rigs. Haha.
Perhaps it was this that the clerk was trying to avoid for the neighbors. Pegging Roger as a Euro, he figured the dawning of a Speedo was inevitable.
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This was one time I was happy Rog put up his flag, at least people could now make the connection between the speedos and where he was coming from.
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We ended up with a site next to the pool and closest to the clubhouse. This was a nice RV park, one of the best I've ever seen actually. Maybe that's why they have a social class system in place. hahaha
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One of Roger's kids is going off to uni to be a civil engineer, so I thought it would be very important for him to see an engineering marvel near Vegas. So we drove over to the Hoover Dam.
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This was a particularly beautiful drive. It was late afternoon and the colors the desert has to offer were just stunning. Here is a view of the bridge over gorge of the dam.
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This is lake side face of the damn (Lake Meade)
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This is the front face of the damn. The picture here doesn't do it justice. Its a long way down, and the sight of it is impressive.
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They have a visitors area which was closed, but outside of it is a plaque with some info and a nice little monument to the visionaries and builders.
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