Dyson Dam

You know I was watching Nascar the other day and it occurred to me. What a pointless sport. I mean, I’d class football (soccer) in this too, but at least it has a set of complicated rules. Nascar is simply drive fast turn left. In a country where turning left is quite a complicated affair, depending how many lanes are making the same manoeuvre, but you can turn right just about at any time (green lights, red lights (watch the pedestrians)), you’d have thought Nascar would go the other way and make right turns. Its more natural. They even make it easy for the drivers and weight the steering to the left. I mean honestly. Badminton is a more complicated sport. And a lot more interesting to watch.

The other thing I forgot to mention the day before yesterday, was the Japanese tourist who got stung at the Grand Canyon. It was funny. Well sort of. It was funny from the point of view it didn’t happen to me, and he screamed like a big girls blouse. But the bee was about 15 hands, and came with its own saddle. I just don’t think it wanted to be ridden that day.
So today, took the folks to Hoover Dam early before the traffic started up and before it got to above 100F. It was hot at 8:30 this morning, late 90s. There isn’t much water left in Lake Mead – its dropped considerably even since we were there in 2007. I reckon the water level has dropped the same amount again. If you look closely at the walls of the canyon you can see where the level was at. Must be all this global mourning. Michael Jackson has a lot to answer for.
The bypass road that they were building in 2007 is still being built. You’d have thought they would have got on with it by now though. But, as you can see from the photos, the road bridge itself will be a masterpiece of engineering. Like I said before, it has to be. Otherwise it simply wouldn’t get noticed, and people would just drive off the edge instead.

Today, we also did the Freemont Street experience (in the daylight), which is the old part of Las Vegas. Not seen this before. It was interesting to see how Vegas used to be. We went and had a Starbucks – Mum wanted to sit outside and catch a few rays (it was, after all, only 107F), but I insisted we remain inside in air conditioned luxury. Boring I know, but the skin had peeled clean off my face, arms and legs at Hoover earlier this morning, couldn’t cope with a re-run of that.
You may notice the Ford Flex in the photos. Or you may not. As it isn’t that noticeable. Just to clarify yesterday when I was talking about Ford’s iconic US design; I wasn’t referring to the slab of foil which is the Flex - that is about as interesting as a lunch with Gordon Brown, the unelected one eyed Scottish tw*t who runs our country. I can say that, and don’t have to apologise.

Following the Freemont Street experience, Circus Circus was the next port of call. Its about the only child friendly hotel on the Strip, and was pretty good for that. Incidentally, it is noteworthy to point out that smoking is allowed when gambling over here. Managed to catch a small show, before heading off to Paris for dinner. Steak and chips again. Still, it was nice Steak and Chips.