Day 1 - A New Record

Day 1 - Megan's Vegas was showing. Mom and Dad rolled into C'ville and we hit the road in a broke-ass stretch to the airport. Still not a bad way to spend a Monday outside of the office. After stripping down naked to get thru security, the airport was uneventful.

Once on our way as we made our crow-fly approach to Las Vegas, our pilot (who sounded exactly like that bratty student at the beginning of Young Frankenstein) proved his skills that he was a better tour guide of the aerial views of the Grand Canyon than a pilot. Due to the heat that we'd heard so much about, the turbulence set in, pummeling the plane like an old Vegas-native taking out years of gambling losses on a disobedient, floor-pissing mutt. I about lost my lunch due to the motion sickness I'd only last experienced stalking aliens in N64's Perfect Dark.

When is the last time you checked what 107 degrees felt like? Well, at least it doesn't melt silicone...If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was naturally occurring. So the heat's a record. Last time they felt this hot and dry was 1904 and I don't think the term carbon footprint existed.

To beat the heat in our RAV4, we hit none other than In-N-Out. Talk about stop over in the desert for servicemen and women, it was about as good as it gets. Chocolate shake and fresh-cut fries puts you in the mood to...lose money. We headed for our Hilton diggs, lost some money and soaked up the heat. Not a bad day for Megan's first time to Vegas. More sights to come.