Las Vegas

K drove down on Tuesday for his NAI conference. J flew down on Thursday to join him. On Friday, we went out to the Las Vegas Temple to do a session there. We were asked to be the witness couple, which of course was a wonderful omen since we were celebrating our sixth anniversary! We were asked to be the witness couple in Washington, D.C., in San Diego on our honeymoon, and numerous times in the Mount Timpanogos Utah Temple. It seems to happen a lot while traveling.

After the temple, we headed out to the Lake Mead Recreation Area and used our handy-dandy pass to get in (you should all get a pass, people). Since J is still in a surgical shoe, hiking was not a good option, but we stopped at little pull-outs along the way to see what we could see. We made it over to the Hoover Dam.

We've been on the Hoover Dam tour before, but this time we got to see the new bridge. We drove under it and over it. We walked up to it and across it. Massive. Impressive! Windy! You should check it out sometime. When we got back to town we went bowling in our hotel (a mere seventy bowling lanes). This was a little rough on J's foot, so the scores weren't great, but we had fun! Then we helped ourselves to the Buffet. We had a great experience staying at The Orleans. Wish we would have had more time to check out the new Harry Potter flick in one of the hotel's eighteen movie theatres.

On Saturday, K had a couple more sessions to attend with his conference. Afterward, we had lunch with five other TICA rangers. Good times. K and J freshened up and headed over to the Venetian for window shopping, dessert, lots of staring at the human white marble statue (just like the sea lions in San Francisco, K had to literally pull J away from the spectacle...she could have stayed all night!), and more window shopping (you know, a thousand dollars doesn't seem like that much for a purse). Then it was time for the SHOW!

We got to see PHANTOM OF THE OPERA and it was AMAZING! The stage, the set, the backgrounds, the costumes, the SINGING, the acting, the emotion...ahhhhhh. So great. We both really enjoyed it. Go! If you get the chance, go. We returned to our hotel and dined at the Prime Rib Loft. We ordered prime rib. Yummy.

We were so blessed on the drive home. We only had bits of trouble here and there with the storms. We are just so grateful that we had better traveling conditions than even the folks an hour behind us. We were tired, but we made it. We also enjoyed our car time. So nice to sit next to your Sweetie casually chatting about things as they come to mind. Also, we listened to some great talks as well as Music and the Spoken Word. Yay IPOD! We were planning to find a Sacrament Meeting in Vegas, but we ended up leaving by 7:30 a.m. because of the weather. We had to get back for interviews with the stake presidency to renew our recommends. Ironic, I know. Skipping church to get to the temple.





While visiting Nevada, being from Utah, J and K wandered into Arizona, and were heading down this road to the Colorado when J suddenly commanded K, "Slow down for this jackass on the side of the road." K, being quite shocked by J's use of any language remotely associated with a cuss word, burst out laughing, not seeing said jackass up ahead. K was actually scanning for a human figure. J has a bad habit of picking words that are "close enough." For some reason, other words such as burro or donkey or mule simply escaped her and out came "jackass." Actually, there is a reason. There's a place in the San Rafael Swell called Jackass Benches, so she probably got it from that, being in a desert terrain and all. Totally understandable.

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