Hampton Inn Suites Las Vegas Airport
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... gym class. We did the 30-minute HIIT (High Intensity Interval Training) class and then the next class which was a 45-minute barre class. The HIIT class was great. We did intervals consisting of slamming thick ropes around and other cardio spurts of mountain climbers, jumping jacks, high knees and the like. The barre class was pretty tame, but there were a few sets that made certain parts of the body burn.
After taking the two exercise classes, we ...
... from the heat, happy to be there and desperate to get to their hotel to start the party. What he didn't know was that 1) I was by now in no mood to be ripped off thanks to Dave and 2) I wasn't fresh off a plane and had in fact got a cab to the airport a few hours earlier for $18. That is why his quote of $50 was met with two swift words in response. He's lucky I didn't set Dave on him. As the cab we did eventually get ($20) started to stutter and stall en route ...
... and he never left though he did not hesitate to share he was not infatuated with Las Vegas.
Check in at EagleRider (both of them) was painless. Of course, I was a bit disappointed that the Indian Chief Vintage they had lined up for me looked like it had been through a war - leather saddlebags faded and turning white-ish green. Certainly not the classiness I had envisioned.
... sooner than thought, whilst our American road trip is sublime, exciting and full of outdoor adventures, the big old USA is not exactly kind on the wallet (cheap camping and cheap gas aside) so it’s time to book those long overdue flights home, and in a week or so we will be making our way to NYC for one last night of fun before flying home for that long overdue and probably very tearful catch up with our friends, family and all our loved ones….we can’t wait to ...
... like royalty. The room was equipped with countless bottles of Fiji water, baskets of fruit and other treats. We wrapped ourselves in fluffy white housecoats, cracked open beers from the mini-fridge and looked out at the extremely illuminated and industrial view. Only in the morning did we realize that what the view lacked in strip-excitement it made up for with a gorgeous view of the mountains.
We tanned, we ate, we saw David Copperfield and ...