And it’s Wednesday already — six days till we see home! I’m excited.
OK, yesterday. Umm. Haha. West Wendover is a small (population 4500) town near the Utah border, which pretty much explains why it’s little more than a conglomeration of casinos. (Gambling is illegal in UT.)
Outside of fast food, gasoline and gambling, there’s not much there. The Bonneville Salt Flats are 5 miles to the east, so we’re hitting that this morning. I will try to keep the Thriller from racing across them to speed-test the Finkmobile.
So, with absolutely nothing else to see, we did a casino hop. It was surreal…the Thriller put it best:
It was like a scene out of Vegas Vacation, where Clark Griswold and his brother end up in a casino that had games no one ever heard of, and were impossible to win.
“Pick a number between one and ten.”
“Oops, wrong, it was two.”
Ha. You get the idea.
So I can’t say we’re sad to see West Wendover in the rear view. And we’re getting a bit antsy to get home, too. We have long drives ahead of us from here on out (6+ hours each). At least they’re long for us. Still, we hope to see some interesting things along the way.
As long as it’s not this.
TTFN! Ta ta for now!
Though I’ve loved every minute of your western adventure, I’m ready for you to come home now. That is all.
I know, sissy — me too! As much fun as we’ve had, we’re starting to think about the yard, the house, getting together with family (I’d like to have a feast for Hannah’s birthday to get the fam together — you in for cooking?), and of course, school. OY
I’m in for the feastival! Have fun today!
I love this vacation!!!
And I love you for “coming along” with me, Candy! You have inspired me…more on that later.