After only a few additional hours in Vegas we left one inferno to an even hotter one. The Hoover Dam was scorching, but still a very worthwhile route from Vegas to Grand Canyon. It was an impressive structure and we ate our Trader Joe’s salads on top of it. We didn’t see the visitors’ center or museum and we didn’t stay very long at all but we couldn’t leave without getting a kiss directly over the time meridian; Trista on the “party” Vegas side, while Adam stood in Arizona. We may have been sweaty but it was still romantic.
Sweat is an essential ingredient of romance.
ReplyDeleteThat is the cutest thing I've ever heard. I think I'm gonna puke.
ReplyDeleteYou should have had someone video tape you guys... so they could puke, too. ;)
Haha! Love your comment R&M!
ReplyDeleteI'd be totally disappointed . . . not one Transformer.
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