The Big Boys are moving in all around us for the rally.  Prevost, Newell, Foretravel, the “they cost WHAT?!” motor coaches, custom designed for each individual owner.   We have to move out Monday but still have plenty of time to play before then.  These coaches are way more fancy than I can handle.  I bet I could break that gold veined glass raised bathroom sink in less than a day if it were in our RV.

Out among the Vegas lights on the strip for a stroll tonight.  We walked from Paris to the Venetian and back again and watched the dancing waters of the Bellagio twice.  And no, Waterway Square dancing waters do not look anything like those at the Bellagio.  Between the constantly moving bright lights, dodging traffic, the porn advertisers and general people watching, it was a full evening of entertainment.