|Because we didn't have enough waffles in Europe...|
|OM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM!!!|
We have been so stoked to be able to drink real coffee again. Europe has terrible coffee, due largely to their strange aversion to milk. In Vegas you can get whatever you want. Deliciously fresh brewed pots of coffee, smooth shots of espresso, or a latte venti, which is the biggest friggin' coffee on Earth. Seriously, these things are like a litre of coffee. Ok, USA!
|We were in the tower on the right, about halfway up.|
Staying in the Signature at the MGM Grand means full access to the MGM Grand facilities, such as their 5 pools including the Backlot River pool. This was basically a mile long circuit that somehow has a current generated, so it blasts you around in your little inflatable tube (or 'toooob' as they're known here).
So, 10:00am saw us waiting for the gates to open, and then launching ourselves into the river. Huzzah!!
Then you blast around trying to smash little kids and your spouse with your tube.
|Very Mae West...|
Here we are toobin':
Amazing how much fun you have in a car tyre in a swimming pool, even when you're nearly 30...
|Yes, very cool.|
|Some have the gift. Others...|
|It's written right there on the front|
|No one spins as fast as me! With my dainty legs...|
Cruising the Backlot River!!
|I'm a bit special, really...|
We had such a great time, couple of cheeky buggers that we are. After we had well and truly exhausted ourselves, and clocked enough kids in the face with our mad tubing skills, it was time for my birthday present. A trip over the Grand Canyon in a microscopic plane, powered by a giant rubber band and our Cap'ns, James and Jeff!
|Flying sardine can|
We jumped in a bus out to the "airport" in Boulder City, about 30 minutes out of Vegas. Upon arrival we jumped into our tiny plane, and held our breaths, assured by the pilot calmly proclaiming "Ho boy, she's gon' be a bumpy ride!" You stick little headphones on for the guided tour.
|Very calmly shitting my pants.|
The Grand Canyon is awesome. 4 billion years old or something, the Canyon is biggest damned hole in the ground you've ever seen, an absolute geographic treasure. The range of colours and texture is endless, and you're really blown away by the sheer depth.
|Apparently enough to propel a plane full of people through the sky|
|At certain times of the year you can raft down this sucker.|
|The Hoover Damn.|
Named after the US President, J. Edgar Hoover, the dam is as thick at the bottom as it is high.
It was interesting to hear that some Native American tribes still live in the depths of the gorge.
|Lake Mead, giant man made lake|
So, back to Vegas to shower and shave, and then we headed off to the next thing on the list. We got AWESOME tickets to see the stage production of the Lion King over at the Mandalay Bay, which we enjoyed. So awesome at the start, they get these African singers to blast out the opening song...tingles up your spine. Typically, I wanted to shoot the child actor playing young Simba, but once he got replaced with the older version, it was pretty rad.
|Our own Lion King at the MGM Grand|