Somewhere, I've got a wire crossed in my brain. I know that Lut and I showed
level_head how to play Robo Rally. I know that some time after that, we snagged kelloggs2066 and showed him how to play as well, but we didn't have much time to play at that point. If we showed the game to Level Head on Sunday night, then we had to have showed it to Scott Kellogg on Monday morning. Before breakfast? I guess this is possible, but it doesn't feel quite right.
In any case, I do recall (and
makovette's entry for the day backs me up on this one!) that we had brunch at the Sunset casino on mid-morning on Monday. Right after the meal, telnar left for the airport. Lut's flight was a few hours later, so we took the opportunity to get a look at Mako's '68 Corvette Stingray. I am not, as a rule, all that fond of classic cars. But that Stingray is one gorgeous automobile. The gentlemen oohhed and aahhed over the innards for a bit, while I half-snoozed on a stool.Afterwards, we said our last farewells to the Las Vegas folks and took Lut to the airport (sigh). Then Level Head,
lady_anne, Scott Kellogg and I all set out for LochHart by car.At a rest stop during the drive, we saw a cloud in the shape of the USS Enterprise. No, really. I took a picture of it, which I'd share except that I'm too lazy to drag myself out of my chair now and get the camera so I could download it. Scott Kellogg and I got our first looks at live Joshua trees, although it was hard to tell that they were actually alive. I didn't take any pictures of them. Suffice to say that when Joyce Kilmer wrote, "I think that I shall never see/ A poem lovely as a tree", she wasn't thinking of Joshua trees.
The Lady and her dragon's first choice of restaurant along the route home was "closed Monday and Tuesday due to roof damage". The wording on the sign made us wonder if they had scheduled roof damage every Sunday night.
We went to a diner instead. The food tasted fine, but made me quite ill shortly afterwards. I delayed the trip probably an additional two hours by forcing frequent stops. Ugh. I suppose it's rather stupid of me to feel guilty about this ("yes, I've deliberately made myself sick just to inconvenience you! Mwa-ha-urk-er -- uh, I gotta run to the bathroom now") but I'm still embarrassed about it. :/ Everyone was very patient and considerate of me, but ... gah, I hate being a bother.
In any case, eventually, we did reach LochHart. The brand-new spa was installed, lovely, and ready for use, but I opted for the warm soft bed instead.