We woke up this morning in California's Central Valley, and are hitting our beds in central Idaho. In between we experienced:
- The Mojave desert (we now know what 115 degrees feels like)
- A 25-minute detour off Interstate 15 to see the Las Vegas Strip (One wacky town. The pic below is of the Faux French casino, complete with mini-Eiffel Tower)
- A 30-mile slice of northwest Arizona, and though it is some 100 miles west of the actual Grand Canyon, looked awfully Grand Canyon-ish to me. Two Pics below)
Mark and I are just crazy enough that we briefly entertained the notion of somehow including a quick look at the real Grand Canyon in our long driving day today. Brennan knocked some sense into us. "We need something to look forward to on our next road trip," he sensibly remarked.