The big news is WE MOVED today. No more wind, dust or grit. We’re now settled SE of Vegas at Duck Creek RV Park, and we’re staying for a MONTH. (Some of you may remember us having lunch at Duck Creek Village (UT) awhile back - hence the déjà vu in today's title.) We won’t be terribly busy here (already had our night on the strip), but we also don’t have to deal with snow, rain, icy roads, or freezing pipes… All good! (We do have to deal with planes landing at McCarran Airport every 70 seconds (yup – we clocked ‘em. Late aft/early eve is the busiest time). I am apparently oblivious to most external annoyances, so it’s no big deal for me. Greg is adjusting. The staff here are great, and I’m walking 5-6 miles a day – which is also great. Laundry is just 200 steps away (and cheap); there’s a huge video lending library, and we’re signed up to bring scalloped potatoes to the Thanksgiving potluck next weekend. (We also have plans to join Susan, Bob & a few of their kids/grandkids for turkey the following Saturday.)
Highlights of our first week…
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Greg made especially juicy and good hamburgers Monday night, and
then I beat him soundly in gin rummy.
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Chris (finally) started his new job w/ Compass Group, global food
services provider for Microsoft. I believe his specific venues are on the main
Redmond campus.
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We located the local Costco (and dark choc salted caramels are
back for the holidays).
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Sunset sometimes seems to last forever. The one a couple nights
ago filled the sky with pink for ages. The next night I made sure I had my
camera ready. The light wasn’t nearly as good, so I concentrated on snapping
shots of planes on their descent path.
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Greg has been actively looking for “work,” but not getting any
positive response. (No response from
the local track, which was really disappointing.) Lacking purpose, he sought
entertainment and visited WelderUp (featured on Discovery Channel’s Vegas Rat Rods, this is not your average car customization
shop) & Kount Customs.
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A significant lowlight was watching Deconstructing Harry and remembering we’re not Woody Allen fans.
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WelderUp's interpretation of the first electric car. (Start with a 1928 Buick...) |
Tip the phone, add a plane... |
Feathery bushes make a nice sunset silhouette. |
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Wait for better color, shoot... and crop. 😃 (Remember, I get another chance every 70 seconds.) |
BlogThoughts…
1. Greg
can’t understand why I don’t like GPS devices. I do use Google to get
directions, then I confirm everything on a real map, get the picture in my head and
jot down key reminders. I had plans to crash Thursday night’s rehearsal at a
large, local Methodist church. Using the address from my general search for “Las
Vegas churches,” I was pleased to see it was a straight shot north on Boulder
Hwy (our RV park is on Boulder Hwy), then
one left turn and a block or two to the church. Piece of cake. Rehearsal at
6:30. I was on the road just after 6. North, north, north… Left on Oakey, now
watching for a large church on the left. It’s dark, but churches have lighted
signs and big churches usually have lighted parking lots. Oakey is purely
residential. Long story short, 20 minutes later I still haven't found it (or any other church, for
that matter). Back home, Greg’s like “Why didn’t you…?” Turns out anything he suggested technology-wise
would have been useless. After a "what if..." moment, I checked the address on the church's website - totally different (and much farther from our campground). GPS
only works if your starting data is correct. Lesson learned!
2. Back when we
were at Lake Powell, I borrowed a picture from theworldisabook.com, a “mom blog” about traveling the world with
her husband and two elementary-age kids. The blog name is derived from a quote
from St. Augustine – “The world is a book, and those who do not travel read
only a page.” I’m not on a soapbox or
anything, but there’s certainly no
doubt that travel is a great teacher.
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Site 86.Neighbors are close, but respectful - and most are friendly. We've met some interesting folks and shared lots of good stories. |
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