Vegas Baby!

I think my new policy will be: If you have a reason to go to Las Vegas, take it.

I’ve done the big glitz before, but this time I’m seeing Vegas with new eyes. Instead of the Hotel package built around an all-your-needs met, I’m here with my little camper trailer and a dog. Not quite a family vacation, but certainly not the same as the fly in, lap of luxury deal. Gas prices weren’t nearly this high when I started out, so I’m looking for places I can park my butt for awhile. Vegas is great for this.

Mardi Gras — Rain Sucks

Here’s another picture of Henry.

Little Henry, dubiously examining the facilities at a rest stop.

Spanked by Disneyworld

There’s a kind of trap I fall into on occasion, and this weekend was one of those serious, “Duh” moments.

Richmond Tourist

I haven’t blogged in a while, but it’s coming up on a month now that I’ve been ‘on the move’ and I thought I should catch up.

I was getting a little stir-crazy at the hotel last week, so I did some touring around Richmond. It’s a funny thing. I grew up here, but I’ve never been to most of the tourist attractions. The zoo, the botanical gardens… I do remember a battlefield trip in high school, but it all seemed fresh to me this time around.