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September, 2016

Indeed, we’re on our way home. ¬†There is only one teensy problem. ¬†We have no home to go home to. ¬†Well, at least not the bricks and mortar kind.


¬†As you may recall, when we retired last October, we sold our home and our possessions, to go on this journey. ¬†But we’re not sad about that – no shoveling snow, no cleaning gutters, no mowing , no replacing fencing or the roof, and no endless time-consuming, money intensive other prevention and maintenance chores that have to be done. ¬†But now, more than ever, I know that home isn’t really a building or a specific place. ¬†Home really is where the hearts is. ¬†My husband Tim is my partner in life and in crime. ¬†He’s my best friend. ¬†And so it’s easy to say that when I’m with him – I’m home. ¬†But there is more to the story. My heart has a few loves who, unfortunately, do not live in the Casita with us. ¬†My three grandsons – how I miss them.


My sons, Gene and Chris, and their wives, Jenny and Liz. ¬†My brother Lou, and his wife Bev. ¬†And of course, my sister Joan. ¬†Tim’s sister Patty, who we have gotten to see twice in the last year, while traveling through California. ¬†But there are even more – all of their children, and their children’s children. ¬†Cousins galore. Friends from school days. Now that is a family – our family – and I miss them one and all, from the bottom, and with all of ,my heart.

We’ve been on the road for over a year now. ¬†it has been a true blessing. ¬†We have seen breathtaking beauty. ¬†We’ve met unforgettable people. We’ve pushed the limits of our envelope. ¬†It hasn’t all been a bowl of cherries, not when you’re sharing a space that’s probably not quite 100 sq ft. ¬†People who live in tiny houses can learn a thing or two from us. ¬†Comments have run the gamut from, “That’s fascinating”, to “You’ve go to be kidding”, to “And you’re both still alive?” ¬†We’ve been asked so many times, “How do you do it?” ¬†There are a few things that make this work – respect for one another, and a sense of humor . ¬†And a willingness to “make it work”. (Thank you Tim Gunn).

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It isn’t always easy. The most difficult part is missing ¬†family. ¬†That’s why we are so happy to be heading “home”. ¬†I feel like a horse going back to the stable. ¬†We’re driving faster ( of course within the speed limits), and putting in more time at the wheel.

The towns we’re passing through are not on our bucket list. ¬†Hugoton, Kansas, whose main attraction is Wagon Bed Springs, a¬†‚Äúonce vital watering source on Santa Fe Trail‚ÄĚ – okay. ¬†Then we have Goddard, Kansas, home of¬† Tanganyika Wildlife Park. ¬†Having just seen wildlife in many National Parks, we took a pass on this one. ¬†And let’s not forget Odessa, Kansas – home of¬†One Good Taste Country Store – and our campground, owned and operated by One Good Taste Country Store. ¬†I haven’t even been able to find roadside oddities in these towns. ¬†But we’re not home yet, so let’s see what happens.

The next state we passed through was Missouri.  Is it pronounced like Missouruh, or Missouree?  My question is why the controversy Рhow did this happen?  For the answer, I turned to The Big Book of Beastly Mispronunciations, Charles Elster discusses, in detail, the ongoing debate about the correct pronunciation of the last syllable in Missouri.


Elster informs us. ¬†In June 1976 and again in 1989 the Midwest Motorist magazine conducted a poll of Missourians ¬†In 1976, 60 percent of Missourians chose -ee as preferred. ¬†In 1989, 66 percent of Missourians chose -ee as preferred. ¬†For more on this “fascinating” debate, go to the end of this post and read the article by Danita Allen Wood. ¬†By the way, I say Missouree.

Just as I was hoping that this pronunciation debate wasn’t the only thing I could write about besides possibly Mark Twain, who was born in Hannibal, Missouri (even though we aren’t passing through Hannibal), a wonderful thing happened. ¬†We stumbled upon Warm Springs Ranch,¬†in Boonville, Missouri.


This ranch is one of three hubs for the breeding and raising of Budweiser Clydesdale Horses. We took a tour of this magnificent place,  even got to pet Radar, a long-time resident of the ranch.



The tour was full of interesting info about the Clydesdales and how they became the symbol for Budweiser.  I like this tidbit:  Check out this Clydesdale horse shoe.  Most of you know what a regular horseshoe looks and feels like, right?  Look at this one.  Humungous!!!


and they love being combed…look at him raising his head high…


We saw two – ¬†two-week old Clydesdales, Shay, daughter of Sheila, and Jedi, son of Judi. ¬†This is a picture of Jedi. ¬†Baby Clydesdales weigh about 150 pounds when they’re born. ¬†Isn’t he fabulous?


They told us about the naming of the horses. ¬†For the last 30 years or so, the ranch manager, John Soto, got to name the foals. ¬†Everyone is named depending on the mom’s name. ¬†So – the first letter of mom Judi’s ¬†name ¬†starts with the letter ¬†“j”, so her baby’s name starts with a “J” – Jedi. ¬†Now this has been going on, as I said, for 30 years. ¬†With one exception. ¬†When Belle gave birth, her son was given the name Taco. ¬†Don’t you just love that?

At the end of the tour, the group was treated to ice cold Budweiser beer. ¬†Here’s a picture of guess who? ¬†Tim at the tap.



`What a great day!


The next day, being in a “horsey” mood, we swung through Paris, and Versailles, Kentucky. ¬†This is Kentucky horse country. ¬†The horses, farms, stables and pastures are truly a sight to see.



I am currently sitting at Flatwoods KOA campground in Sutton, West Virginia, doing my laundry. After washing several loads, I find that only one dryer works. ¬†So here I shall remain for several hours to get this done. ¬†Oh well – I told you it wasn’t all a basket of cherries…

We are¬†6 h 13 min (404.4 mi) from Philadelphia, PA. ¬†As anxious as we are to see our family and friends, we haven’t had a taste of the most delectable food on earth – and we’re running out of time, because there is a ¬†“season”. ¬†I am speaking , of course, of the succulent Maryland Blue Crab. ¬†Tim and I both love them. Tim even has a pair of khaki¬†shorts with¬†blue¬†crabs embroidered all over them, which he only wears when we eat crabs (thank goodness).


So I guess we won’t go straight to Philly. ¬†We’ll stop in Charlestown, Maryland at our favorite place for crabs,¬†The River Shack, at The Wellington Inn.


We arrived at the River Shack at 8:50 pm, And they close at 9 pm.  I called a few times while we were on the road, so they knew we were coming.  Kris the manager said that if we get there by 9, we get crabs.  We made it.  We got our crabs Рand corn-on-the-cob, and fries, and chicken wings with apple-garlic sauce. YUM!  They were so good.  I do want to give a shout out to Kris, the manager, Charli, the server, and Dawn, the chef.  I hope The Wellwood knows what great employees they have.




After leaving Maryland, we realized that we don’t have current inspection stickers. ¬†Driving into Pennsylvania could mean a big, fat ticket. ¬†I know because we got one of them before – for the same reason. ¬†So, instead of driving into PA, we drove into Galloway, New Jersey, to the Shady Pines Campground Resort. ¬†We’re going to stay here in New Jersey until we have the car inspected, and do all of he things that need doing like dental and doctor appointments, and shopping for new T-shirts, cause’ most of mine have holes in them. ¬†Honestly, you would think we’re hobos, or an incarnation of “The Beverly Hillbillies”. ¬†We’ll be headed to Florida, to SUN-N-FUN Campground, for at least 2 months, in November. ¬†But don’t worry. ¬†Being so close to the NJ coast, I plan on visiting and reporting on Atlantic City . ¬†And then onward to Florida.




For those of you who love (and I do mean love) the nitty gritty of things, I offer you


Article By Danita Allen Wood
Mizuree or Mizzuruh?
When Greg and I revived Missouri Life in 1998, I said I’d never jump into the old Missour-ee versus Missouri-uh debate. But two reasons compel me to go back on my word.
The first is that technology is changing my own pronunciation. I still say ‚ÄúMuh-zur-uh‚ÄĚ most of the time, much to my children‚Äôs dismay. But the desire to have listeners spell my e-mail address correctly has me using the ee pronunciation. I pronounce carefully and spell out my first name, ‚Äúd-a-n-i-t-a‚ÄĚ then say ‚Äúat Muh-zur-ee Life ‚ÄĒ one word ‚ÄĒ dot com.‚ÄĚ
The second is a recent scholarly investigation into the pronunciation of our state name by retired English Professor Donald Lance at the University of Missouri at Columbia. He passed away in 2002 while preparing the article for the journal American Speech, but Professor Matthew Gordon, also at MU, finalized the article.
The paper explores ‚Äúwhat the Indians said‚ÄĚ to early explorers, how Indians in the 1800s said the words, and other evidence.
The Peorias, within the Illinois branch of the Algonquian Indians, are credited with naming their neighbors, the Siouan Missouri Indians. The name meant ‚Äúone who has a wood boat‚ÄĚ and would have been pronounced wee-mee-soo-reet or wee-mih-soor-ita,where the i in mih rhymes with the one in “bit.”
After Jacques Marquette stayed with the Peorias, he drew a map in 1673 placing the Missouri Indians west of the Mississippi and spelling their name as √Ēemess√īrit. Marquette actually used a French symbol, an o with two horn-like protrusions at the top but shown as √Ē here. Other early explorers between 1681 and 1697 spelled the Algonquian‚Äôs name for the Missouri Indians as √Ēmissouri, Emissourita, Missourita, Missouris, Massorites, and Messorites.
Eventually, through French influence, the Missouri Indians adopted the name for themselves and most likely pronounced it mih-zur-ee-yay, with a long a, to rhyme with ‚Äúsay‚ÄĚ or ‚ÄúFrancais.‚ÄĚ
The next evidence was language data collected from 1830 to 1930. Lance found the uh or schwa form, represented by …ô in the dictionary, as the most common pronunciation of the final vowel. Later but similar language research done with people born between 1880 and the 1950s found Americans pronounced each syllable in a variety of ways, including mih or muh, zoor (rhymes with ‚Äúpure‚ÄĚ) or zur (rhymes with ‚Äúpurr‚ÄĚ), and finally ee, uh, eye, and also short i (as in ‚Äúbit‚ÄĚ) for the last syllable. In fact, the research shows the short i was more common than the long i.
Lance considered two possible explanations for the frequency of the uh pronunciation. He quotes a source from 1894: ‚ÄúThe Irish generally substitute …ô for i [in unstressed syllables, e.g. courage, ditches]; this substitution is a peculiarity, also, of a very large proportion of the cultivated American inhabitants of Philadelphia, New York City, and some parts of the South and West. A familiar instance is the Western pronunciation Mizur…ô.‚ÄĚ
Another possible explanation is that when Americans first saw the word in print, they interpreted the final spelled i as a long i, rhyming with ‚Äúeye,‚ÄĚ but then as the syllable weakened in stress, it was reduced to the schwa, or uh sound.
Lance also said if the uh developed through leveling of unstressed syllables, you would expect to find the loss of the uh altogether, leaving just Muh-zur, and indeed, he found that pronunciation, too.
Many people think the uh was Southern, but Lance said the early language data does not support that. A century ago, uh was heard from Maine to Georgia. In fact, more people in the Northern states of Vermont, Connecticut, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania said uh than ee, and ee was more common in South Carolina and Georgia.
If the Irish-Americans were responsible, then their settlement patterns help explain the distribution of uh across the country. Lance speculated that the uh sound in Pennsylvania, Virginia, and North Carolina is a reflection of Scotch-Irish immigration into those areas. Then the sound spread into Tennessee, Mississippi, northern Texas, lower Alabama, western Louisiana, and Arkansas.
So I can choose to blame my uh pronunciation on either my father’s Arkansas ancestors or my mother’s McQueen ancestors.
There was little change in the prevalence of these vowels until about 1900, when the automobile and telephone began to increase communication between people from different regions. The use of ee rose right along with usage of the car and the occurrences of World War I and the Roaring Twenties. Increasing education probably led to an increase in ee as the more common pronunciation of the final vowel at the expense of folk speech, Lance said.
So which pronunciation is right? Actually, all four are correct: muh-zur-eye, muh-zur-uh, mezur, or muh-zur-ee. Or if not correct, at least explainable.
It probably doesn’t matter. Lance also found that uh is rapidly disappearing, at least among MU students. The majority of the use today is in northwestern Missouri, including Kansas City, but its usage is declining there, as well.
I blame it on e-mail.








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September, 2016

We made it to Sedona Arizona. ¬†This town has been on my bucket list for a very long time. ¬†A few years ago, USA Today called Sedona the most beautiful place in America. Perhaps it’s the magnificent ¬†views. ¬†Not sure it is the most beautiful, but it is certainly a contender. Check these out…




There’s a vibe in the air, something not quite audible, but it does call out to have a look around, and to try to feel something that is hard to put into words. Nowhere else in this country does a natural setting feel so much like the inside of a soaring cathedral. Perhaps because Sedona lies at the bottom of a canyon. ¬†The Chapel of the Holy Cross is a Roman Catholic chapel built into the buttes of Sedona, Arizona. ¬†This chapel exemplifies that feeling. ¬†It is said to be built in a vortex area. ¬†You do get a feeling here, but is it a vortex feeling? ¬†Or is it the feeling one gets when walking into any quiet and still sanctuary…


The inside of the chapel is basically unadorned, save for the red glow of illuminated candles lit by those in prayer and meditation.


What are these vortices people are talking about? ¬†You can even buy vortex in a can at the new age shop. ¬† I’m pretty sure that’s just a gag gift ūüėČ

A vortex is believed to be a special spot on the earth where energy is either entering into the earth or projecting out of the earth‚Äôs plane. Vortexes (or vortices) are found at sacred sites throughout the world ‚Äď the Great Pyramid in Egypt, Machu Picchu in Peru, Bali, Stonehenge, Ayers Rock in Australia, etc. It is believed that the vortex energy moves in a spiral, moving up or down.

Some say Sedona‚Äôs vortex energy is so powerful that you can actually feel it and that it is powerful enough to help people take giant leaps with their spiritual development. The Native Americans believe that spiritual transformation can occur more quickly and easily in Sedona because the veils to other dimensions are thinner here. Whether or not you believe that energy vortexes actually exist, one thing is for certain, there is ‚Äúsomething‚ÄĚ about Sedona that has made people travel here for more than just its incredible beauty.

Off to the Sedona Airport, where another vortex is supposedly located.  When we arrived, it was a substantial hike for which I was unprepared.  I did get this picture of Tim at an overlook.


“Experts” say the vortex expresses itself by twisting the trunks of trees that grow on top of, and under it.


We saw the tree, but honestly, I was sooo pooped by the time I got to the top, the only thing I could feel was the sweat running down my face and my back, and the tears welling in my eyes. (I’m quite the hiker, aren’t I?)


Full disclosure here РI actually am one of those people Рa spiritual one , if you will.  I am a nurse, but have studied Alternative and Complementary medicines almost my entire life adult life.  I am an Advanced Reilki Practioner.  Below are images of body vortexes, used in Reiki healing


I am also a Bach Essence Practitioner, and am a Certified Indian Head Masseuse.

In the late 1960s, I did see a UFO – and I was with another person. ¬†And no, we were not chemically altered in any way. So yes, I am a believer in most things spiritual – and otherworldly – ¬†and I will spend some time here in Sedonae searching for the energy of a vortex. ¬†(Now you know a bit more about the real me…)

Sadly, it was time to leave Sedona, and head for Santa Fe, even though we had been there before on this journey. ¬†But it’s quite a distance, so the halfway point is Gallup NM. ¬†Anything to see on the way to Gallup? ¬†For sure – the Petrified Forest National Park. ¬†But before we go to the park, we have to go through the town of Holbrook, Arizona. ¬†Holbrook is home to quite a few roadside oddities (do I hear groaning?). ¬†But the best one is the Wigwam Motel on Historic Route 66.

This kitschy classic motel, built in 1937, offers lodging in 15 concrete-and-steel freestanding teepees.  They  are painted white with a red zigzag above the doorway and are 28 feet high. They provide basic lodging, with a sink, toilet and shower, and feature the original handmade hickory furniture.  I tried to get a price for a room online, but was unable to do so.  There seemed to be many full-timers living in the wigwams.  Perhaps, they no longer rent.  Vintage cars are permanently parked throughout the property, which is a nice touch.  By the way, they were mistakenly called wigwams, as they are teepees (or tepees or tipis).




Back to the forest.   Theodore Roosevelt designated Petrified Forest National Monument on December 8, 1906, but it  was designated as a national park, on December 9,  1962.


Another beauty. ¬†But I think I’d like to explain a little about it. ¬†I always thought I would find a standing forest of old trees, whose trunk and bark had seen a better day. ¬†Not so – there was not even one single standing tree. ¬†In fact, there was nothing that would lead you to believe there ever was a forest. ¬†The movie in the visitor center explains this perfectly; ¬†I’ll do my best to share¬†it with you. ¬† During the¬†Pangaea period, approximately 300 million years ago, Arizona was positioned in the tropics, near¬†where Panama sits today.


The entire area was a prehistoric rainforest.  The continents began to break apart about 175 million years ago, leaving Panama still tropical, but Arizona a desert.  There were many trees at the time, forests , if you will.  A raging torrent of water came along and ripped the trees out by their roots, so that they raged and tumbled along with the water.  They were stopped by whatever obstacle may have been in the way, and there they lay for millions of years, covered by sediment.  The logs soaked up groundwater and silica from volcanic ash and over time crystallized into quartz. Over the years, each and every cell of cellulose was replaced by seeds of quartz. The trees lay hidden for millions of years.  Over time, continents moved and climate changed.  As the earth changed,  many of these trees were pushed to the surface again.  Only this time, they were petrified, turned to stone.  Colorful specimens, from small shards to massive trunks, are strewn across this landscape.  But trees are not the only fossils.  We find hundreds of species of plants and animals, including dinosaurs, that once roamed this area, and a river system larger than anything on earth today.


One especially cool thing is this intact tree trunk known as the Agate Bridge.


This huge tree fell 225 million years ago and remained deeply buried for ages. Over time, tectonic forces from below and erosion from above exposed this now petrified trunk. See how it was revealed lying across a wash?  You can also see that many, many years ago Рbefore we knew any better Рa concrete beam was placed under the trunk to help preserve it.  We are assured that in time, it will succumb to water and erosion, as will the concrete beam placed there for protection.

There are petrified trees all over the world, but only here, in this National Park, are there so many. ¬†The Petrified Forest is located in The Painted Desert Area of the southwest. It¬†is known for its brilliant and varied colors, that not only include the more common red rock, but even shades of lavender. ¬†The Painted Desert was named by an expedition under Francisco V√°zquez de Coronado on his 1540 quest to find the Seven Cities of Cibola, made of gold. ¬†Passing through the wonderland of colors, they named the area “El Desierto Pintado” – The Painted Desert. ¬†¬†The colors are a palette of subtle shades that mimic the rainbow. ¬†Look at these rocks called “Teepee Rocks”, that seem to go on forever.

img_0823It is a glorious site to see.

Currently, we are back in Santa Fe, New Mexico, one of the prettiest cities on our journey. ¬†This is a real “foodie” city, so we would be remiss not to indulge. ¬†(Please check out ¬†Atriso Cafe and Bar and Jambo in the Food and Goodies section.) ¬†We’ve returned to Santa Fe mainly because it is a step towards our journey east – and to stop at Estrella del Norte (again) to pick up some wine.

Onward to the east coast…

NOTE:  THINGS THAT MAKE YOU SAY HMMM!  Among them, the folks who believe the earth is only 6,000 years old.

This  explanation of TIME was hanging in the visitor center.  I wanted to share it with you.  It is truly worth reading




August / September, 2016


I’ll bet you know where we are. ¬†And that’s not all I plan to bet on while we’re here. ¬†But I want you to know that even if you don’t like gambling, Las Vegas has so much to offer like ¬†great shows and fine dining . ¬†There are also day trips Lake Mead, Hoover Dam, Red Rock Canyon, and much, much more.

First things first. ¬†I know I’ve mentioned this before – things still have to get done on the road. ¬†For example, our first day / night in Las Vegas, a Saturday, Tim spent fixinng a broken awning. ¬†Many places, this wouldn’t have mattered quite as much. ¬†But here in 106 degree heat, yea, we need an awning to provide a little shade so we can sit outside. ¬†But it’s Sunday, the awning works (thanks, Tim), and we’re headed out to eat, drink, and be merry. ¬†First stop,¬†Rio All-Suite Las Vegas Hotel and Casino, commonly called The Rio. ¬†The first time Tim and I ever ventured to Las Vegas, in about 1991,this is where we stayed, so we’re anxious to see what changes have been made.


Unfortunately, the Rio has slipped quite a bit. Many changes have been made, but IMHO, none of them good. ¬†There is a whole lot more glitz, glamour and excitement on “the strip” – and isn’t that one reason we’re here? ¬†Plus, we spent $35 on two drinks – OUCH!


Caesar's Palace as seen from The Strip - Las Vegas, Nevada, USA, 8.9.2012

Caesars is ¬†great place for people watching.¬† If only I could have taken a few pics. ¬†Lots and lots of butts and boobs showing. ¬†Many people looked pretty good. Unfortunately, some of them don’t own mirrors, and it’s we the “watchers” who suffer the consequences. ¬†But that’s one of the things that makes for good people-watching, right?

We ate dinner at RAO’S, an upscale Italian restaurant in Caesar’s. ¬†It was delicious, but OMG the prices. ¬†I understand that you’re paying for the location and service as well as the food – but $18 for two large meatballs is a teensy bit cray-cray. ¬†They didn’t even come with a side of spaghetti! ¬† They are large, and they are scrumptious, but…



With all of this eating, I have to get back to walking…or something. ¬†So today I walked the perimeter of the park – in 104 degree heat. ¬†I thought I would die, but I’m here to tell the tale.

Oasis gave us coupon booklet for a casino called South Point. ¬†I had never heard of it. ¬†It is way, way on the south end of Las Vegas Boulevard, about 10 minutes from our park. ¬†Get a player’s card and they give you $20 in free play. ¬†Plus a free beer and a free drink that must be made with Crown Royale. ¬†Shall we go? ¬†Of course we shall. ¬†To our surprise, this was a beautiful, gigantic hotel and casino.


$20 each Рcheck.  Crown Royale and coke Рcheck.  Ice cold draft beer Рcheck.  Time to play Рcheck.

We had a lot of fun playing and chatting with other folks who think the next pull will surely be “the one”. ¬†We passed a sign at the cafe that said “Graveyard Specials” – served 12 midnight till’ 6am. ¬†Steak, two eggs and hash browns — $4.95, plus a number of other menu items for much less than that. ¬†You just know we stayed for that deal – along with all of the other people who filled the restaurant by 12:15. ¬†So much fun. ¬†I really paid for that “fun” the next morning – but hey – this is Vegas – right? ¬†Just a little side note – The IKEA Cafe (450 seats)¬†opens one hour before the store does. ¬†There you can get a full breakfast – scrambled eggs, hash browns, and sausage – for $1.99. ¬†This is nuts!

We bought tickets to see Criss Angel – Mindfreak at the Luxor. ¬†The show doesn’t start until 9:30 pm, so we decided to eat at South Point for their Wednesday night Luau – then head to town for the show. ¬†But first, the luau. ¬†We were greeted with complimentary Mai-Tais, then moved on to the buffet which includes¬†Lomi-Lomi Salmon. Soy and Ginger Crusted Mahi Mahi, Macadamia Nut Crusted Chicken, Polynesian Coconut Curried Chicken, Kailua Pork Loin, Waikiki Beach Barbeque Pork Ribs and Diamond Head Grilled Red Fish. The Luau’s dessert station features Coconut Cup Cakes and Pineapple Upside-Down Cake. ¬†How can we go wrong? ¬†I mean, for $14.99, you have to find something you like…

coco          cake

The only downside I can see is that tomorrow will be double time on the treadmill (grrr).

Back to Criss Angel. criss

Christopher Nicholas Sarantakos¬†is an American magician and illusionist. ¬†He was born¬†December 19, 1967 in the town of Hempstead, NY., which makes him 48 years old. Handsome, right? ¬†And an extraordinary magician. ¬†I love me some Criss Angel. ¬†Actually, I like magic in general. ¬†When they’re good, and even when they’re not so good, I can never see how the trick is done. ¬†I’ve been on Google trying to discover how the tricks are done. ¬†This is what I do know – It was a lifetime of learning and practice for sure. ¬†But in the end, ¬†It really does look like magic – and I want it to stay that way.

There’s no sense trying to find Waldo in the next two pictures – it’s sooo clear… feeling abs, and a little smooch…how old am I? ¬†This is Vegas after all…



The Luxor is built to look like an Egyptian pyramid.  luxor

The Luxor Las Vegas is a ¬†casino and 30-story hotel, topped with a¬†315,000-watt light beam. ¬†It has 4,407 rooms, ¬†over 2,000 slot machines and 87 table games. ¬†The hotel is named after the city of Luxor in Egypt. ¬†It is the fifth-largest hotel in Las Vegas and the ninth-largest in the world. ¬†The hotel’s pyramid is similar in size to the Red Pyramid and Bent Pyramid of Egypt. ¬†Not too shabby.

We have tickets to see Bill Maher at The Mirage tonight. ¬†But first another Luau at the Silverton Hotel and Casino. ¬†And why not? ¬†We have a BOGO coupon. The food was pretty good – lots more variety than at South Point’s Luau – but no complimentary, bottomless Mai-Tais.


We had never been to The Mirage – another huge, beautiful casino, mobbed with people. ¬†Of course, it’s Saturday night, so every place is a mob scene. ¬†It kind of adds to the excitement of being on “the strip”.

Bill Maher was fantastic. ¬†Most of the people in the audience were huge fans, so they were really into the whole show. ¬†Tim and I are also big fans, we watch him every Friday night without fail. ¬† ¬†We enjoyed every minute of the show, and were sad to see it end. ¬†Only in the privacy of my little trailer can I join in with the yelling audience, “I love you Bill”!


After the show, I wanted to try my luck. ¬†My favorite machine is a penny slot called Lucky 88. ¬†The only casino that has Lucky 88 is Harrah’s – off we went. As luck would have it (see what I did there), they only had one machine – One!!! ¬† We waited until the people playing left, and I quickly jumped in. ¬†I had so much fun playing, and even left with the money I started with – I call that a win! ¬†A note if you come to Vegas: ¬†Parking used to be free everywhere. ¬†Now, MGM and all of the casinos it owns charge for self-parking, and for valet parking. ¬†But the casinos owned by Caesars, including Harrah’s, are still free and have complimentary drinks. That works for us.


We went home after our stop in Harrahs, we were both pretty exhausted. ¬†This was a great day – ¬†dinner, a show, playing…perfect. ¬†I may not have hit the Jackpot at a slot machine, but I did hit it big when I met my guy Tim (ain’t that sweet?)

A few more days in Vegas, and we’re off to Sedona, Arizona. ¬†A place of healing and spiritual renewal, a smart stop after 10 days plus in Las Vegas. ¬†See you at the Vortex…

(Note: ¬†Most of these pictures were borrowed from the Internet. ¬†Our Las Vegas photos were not “postable”, but enjoy them just the same. ¬† Janet)