So we set sail for Las Vegas, but not before stopping at a drug store and at an urgent care center to deal with my damn ear, which was throbbing at this point. Imagine trying to sleep with the bass drum player from the marching band resting his drum on your head and pounding out the cadence to your heartbeat, at that's about what I was going through
. Got some antibiotics and mosied on into Vegas, where we set up at the luxurious Motel 6 right next to the MGM Grand. I had stayed there 7 years ago when meeting Jotham Hobbs for our every 10 year tour of the Havasupai part of the Grand Canyon - we've been in 1984, 1994, 2004, and we're due to go back in 2014 and unearth our bottle of Captain Morgan Private Stock buried in a hard to reach spot above the Havasu campground.
We strolled the strip, filled my prescription, had sandwiches at the MGM deli, then went back to take a nap. Got back up at night for a more extensive walk around the strip, the Bellagio (where I was disspointed the art gallery was closed) and a number of other hotels. Got back to the room around midnight and I relished the first bed I had slept in in several weeks. Ahhhh!
We got up at the RV park, had breakfast, did laundry, paid our bills and then headed for Zion Canyon. Now Zion is probably my favorite of the Canyon parks, including the Grand Canyon, because you actually drive down into the Canyon versus just looking down into. But, much to my dissapointment, you could no longer drive to all the trailheads, and now had to take a shuttle, which ruled us out because we couldn't leave TJ in the RV long enough to shuttle and do any hiking. We did see some cool sites and got to drive through the tunnels and all, but the Narrows trail is a really cool walk that follows the river and then actually IS the river if you want to proceed past a certain point. Some day, I'll come back and hike it all.