Day 14 - 15 Vegas Baby!

Day 14 -15 Vegas

Ever heard the old saying...

"What Happens In Vegas, Stays In Vegas"?

It's soooo very true:-)


Bailey's Perspective

In my case, What I ate in Vegas, really STAYED in Vegas....if you know what I mean:-)

Ready to Eat....Again!

Bailey at the Grand Canyon

Day 13 - Morning at Grand Canyon and drive to Vegas

Bailey's Perspective

I woke up in the middle of the night hearing wild animal noises outside.  Was it grandpa’s loud snoring or another one of daddy’s “gas-storm” filled evenings?  Am I just hearing things or am I dreaming?  Reality Check:  We are in the middle of the woods, in a RV park in the middle of America. The truth is, there were wild animals outside of our RV.  I wanted to bark and let them know I was awake but if I did, it would have given away our position.  And who knows what kind of WILD animals were out there.  So, I kept quiet.  Plus, I didn’t want to be rude, wake everyone up and get them fired up in the middle of the night.  I simply waited and the noise eventually faded away.  I exercised sound judgment, excellent control under pressure and quick decision making that resulted in a favorable outcome.  For this achievement, I will be rewarded with an awesome breakfast….. I fell back asleep thinking about how awesome I am.

The morning air was exceptional once again.  After returning from a walk with grandpa, I realized some of the plants that daddy left outside overnight were “trimmed”.  Some of the branches and leaves were on the floor, as if something tried to eat it but spit it out due to unfavorable taste.  So, I was absolutely right…. There were wild animals outside eating our plants.  Hope they got sick and got the BGs, aka Bubbly Guts.  I sometimes get the BGs after eating garlic.  My stomach cannot handle garlic but daddy loves it.  Sometimes, he smells like garlic for days.  He and other humans may not notice but I certainly know when he eats Korean BBQ for dinner.  Is he afraid of Vampires or something….. But I digress……. 

After another wonderful breakfast, a mixture of chopped up beef and a hint of BBQ sauce, we packed our things and started driving again. This time, we stopped and I joined them in a walk around the park. But this was no ordinary park my friends and fellow furry creatures.  As we got closer to the edge of the mountain, there was a rocky cliff that went down for miles.  It was nothing like I’ve ever seen before.  The rocky cliffs even extended out in front of you for miles…..  I was confused…. Were we on top of a mountain looking down? How did we end up here? Why is this mountain so big compares to others we’ve hiked?  If anything fell down, there will be NO survival.  I was a little nervous and kept one eye on the side of the cliff. And I did not venture too far off the beaten path (Dogs know idioms too :-) We took many pictures but I did not smile in any of them.  

How could anyone smile when you are nervous?  I didn’t want to be THAT DOG, who ended up on the cover of the morning papers…. If you know what I mean.  And I kept repeating to myself “Self, do NOT chase birds, squirrels or any other small 4 legged animals while up here.”  I don’t need to have any accidents or incidents…. Safety First!!!!!!  

After taking pictures, we got back into the RV and started driving again…. We left without an incident, maintaining our safety track record due to my diligence.  This drive was long but I sensed the trip might be coming to an end due to grandpa’s apparent excitement.  He was all smiles and even giddy during this drive.  What is going on? Either we are going somewhere he really enjoys or finally, we were close to our final destination….. California.

We pulled into a city filled with tourists, high rises and huge, elaborate hotels.  I wasn’t familiar with this city.  Perhaps, grandpa knew where we were at based on his enthusiasm. We unloaded our bags and to my pleasant surprise, we were checking into a hotel rather than staying at a RV park.  Now, this is what I enjoy….GLAMPING in a 4 star hotel.  IF I had thumbs, I would order room service and receive a 4 paw massage, in the comfort of the hotel room.  But you know that I have a Dewclaw instead of a thumb, hence it makes things challenging.  As we were walking through the lobby, I realized why grandpa was so happy.  We were in Las Vegas.  I’ve never been to Las Vegas before but I saw many movies that were filmed in Vegas like Oceans 77 and Showdogs.  The sound that a slot machine makes is unmistakable….. We were in Sin City baby.  What can I do that will get me in trouble? Public urination? Yup, I can certainly do that since there is not a grassy patch around for miles.  Or something more sinister…. Hummmmm. Let me think about this a bit more…….

We checked into our spacious room with a nice view of Vegas’ main street.  I had plenty of sleep to catch up on, especially in the comfort of a nice hotel room.  So, I slept, dreaming about what I can do to leave my “mark” in Vegas.  Nite nite……

Day 12 Canyon Views

Day 12 Grand Canyon, AZ

The next morning, we enjoyed an rv-made breakfast, but not without pondering the dilemma of how to make it all. Banana pancakes, turkey bacon and fried eggs would require three frying pans or making one item while the rest cooled?  When we’re at home, I never have this problem….hmmm

Paul, our brother-in-law suggested we microwave the bacon, which worked out great, who'd of thunk it?  The pancakes went in the frying pan. The first two eggs were fried, then we switched to boiled as the rented pans were not quite user friendly.  Breakfast solved!

Dad, who wakes up at the crack of dawn (everyday, for the record), was at the South Rim to greet the Grand Canyon when she awoke.  We had to call him back for breakfast.  Essentially, he had done the recon for us and shared tidbits on where to catch the closest shuttle and how long it takes to get to various points. 

Armed with this valuable info, we set off for the Visitors Center to start the day.  At the Rim, we rented bikes for the half-day under the false pretenses that we would encounter only one steep 6% incline (this was the advertised and repeated mantra of our bike rental folks!) during the route to Hermit’s Point.  All lies!!!

Reality was the trail was not well marked, so we were forced to travel off shoots.  Asking employees only gained us extra miles of biking in the wrong direction.  The map was near useless; it’s animation full of inaccurate, childlike squiggly lines. Two Army officers lost, could this really be?  Give us a real map and compass please!  I'm sure you're thinking, what about your Iphone?  Couldn't you just google it (as I so often do).  Here,  cell service is poor at best, so no google maps to the rescue:(  We eventually found riders returning on our projected route who FINALLY put us on the right route. 

None of this could take away from the beauty of the day.  It was gorgeous…you couldn’t ask for better weather to spend in the magnificence of Mother Nature.  All the fresh air was empowering, allowing us to travel the extra miles and conquer the multiple, more than 6% grade uphills. 

Throughout the Canyon, we stopped here and there to take in the amazing views and spend time with God.  Who else could create such majesty?  We were eventually rewarded for all our hard work, with a few miles of merciful downhill to Hermit’s Point.  At Hermit’s Point, the bike rental company picked us up…the driver cheerfully (I kid you not!) informing us that yes, the route is poorly marked, but upgrades were in progress.  Where was he before we started the trek?  Talk about poor timing!

Dad met us back at the Rim where we took lots of photos.   

Trying to determine if DDD existed up in the Canyon, we embarked on finding dinner.  As we traveled by shuttle to our eating point, we saw elk and dear peppering the park.  Literally, everywhere!  The shuttle was full of passengers gasping and crying, ‘look, look’, taking photo after photo as if they were paparazzi spying celebrities in LA.  Ummm, yes, we did the same!!!

Back at the RV Park, we encountered our very own herd of elk, the size of really large horses, grazing though the campgrounds.  How special!  After a few photo ops with them we headed over to our site.  We had placed our houseplants outside Betsy to get some sun (the trip for them has been a hard one, being relegated to the storage area underneath the rv for majority of the trip).  The elk looked at them as prime snacking, eating the leaves of the tastiest plant!  You could see they had nibbled on the other ones, but they must have tasted like peas to a four year old as the evidence (chewed up and spit out) was left nearby.  Thank you Mr Elk for not liking the taste of the other seven plants!!!

Bailey's Perspective

Woke up this morning feeling very refreshed.  I had dreams of our previous time in Arizona.  We used to go hiking for hours… I was off the leash and I ran free.  The smell of fresh air, wind blowing through my fur, chasing small animals, scaring the hell out of other hikers and mountain bike riders by jumping out in front of them out of nowhere when they did not expect it…. It was so much fun.  Unfortunately, I can’t run as fast or endure as much anymore but the memories will last forever, especially the faces of scared people who at initial glance thought I was a mountain lion or something when I jumped out of the woods in front of them……classic.  

Grandpa and I went out for a long walk.  We were both out of breathe when we returned, confirming that the air was definitely thinner up here in higher era-vation.  Daddy prepared breakfast and to my surprise, it was the same as last night’s dinner.  Is he serious? Can he not find something else in the refrigerator for me?  I know there are other items in there…like cold cuts and chicken patties.  But as soon as he put my bowl down, I ate it again without any hesitation. I don’t know what happened?  The animal instinct to satisfy my hunger superseded my food torture evasion plan.  Perhaps, I will skip dinner tonight….. I can’t promise anything as the food is still good.  No need to get all CRAZY and skip a meal for unjust reason. What am I trying to prove? The worst part of this trip is being stuck in the RV…not the food.  It looks like we are going to be stuck in the RV for a while so why add to the pain by skipping a good meal?  I have to reevaluate the current situation….should I hold out for something more tasty?  More to follow….. maybe I should simply wish for better food….. “Good Food, you will bring me.”

Mommy and daddy went out together, allowing some QT for grandpa and I to hang outside in the mid morning sun…..not too hot or not too cold.  The weather was perfect.  We sat out there, me enjoying the sun and grandpa watching Korean TV Drama on his computer.  How do I know it was Korean TV Drama?  Korean Dramas typically includes a young couple, who endure difficult times while falling in love…..there is always “drama.”  For example, parents do not support the relationship; there is a deep, dark family secret that the lovers do not know about; one person has a terminal illness……. There is ALWAYS drama.  And importantly, there is always a scene filled with tears and promise of loving each other forever (young Korean couples are so cute).  And finally, the couple always finds a way to stay together despite all  their trials and tribulations.  IF I had thumbs, I would write a Korean Dog Drama miniseries….. using the same formula.  I would be Rich “B”, aka a female dog.  Let me think about this over a nap……

Mommy, daddy and grandpa all came back after a long day out.  And this time, they brought back GREAT food…. Chopped up Prime Rib and New York Strip.  Now, this is what I am talking about….. so, my Jedi Mind trick worked better than the “hunger strike” idea.  Seriously, who came up with that crazy idea anyway…. The only one that suffers during a hunger strike is the one who is hungry. I simply don’t understand humans sometimes….dogs will NEVER go on hunger strike.  Anyways, dinner was fantastic.  I ate without chewing because it was so good.  When the Prime Rib “hits your lips….. its sooo good…. it sooo good.”  A good way to finish out our night…. nite nite…..

Day 11 To the Canyon!

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Day 11 Santa Fe, NM to Grand Canyon, AZ

Dad awoke, feeling like his ole self once again, singing songs of New Mexico.  It’s impressive the number of state songs he knows.  Do you know your own state song?

We traveled along Historic Route 66 enjoying the expansive views of the desert especially once we crossed into Arizona with snow-capped mountains in the backdrop.  Another impromptu stop… at the Petrified Forest National Park although we opted not to take the 26-mile scenic ride to view fallen trees.  We had our sights set on getting to the Grand Canyon in time to enjoy a lovely sunset.

Bailey must have known something was up as well because as soon as we passed into Arizona, she became extremely active, walking about the RV unable to settle down.  Funny how she remembers something from sooo long ago.  We left Arizona in 2001!

As we drew closer and closer to the Canyon, old memories of our courting days came to mind….Can you imagine a trip to the Canyon as one of your early dating memories?  An indelible recollection of sunshine, amazing Canyon views and romance!  Tae and I meet in Arizona 13 years ago at the Captains Career Course at Fort Huachuca...Fort Huchie Cuchie to some.  Back then, we would frequently go hiking with Bailey in the mountains.  The nearby mountains were tooo beautiful to resist!

Our quest to get to the Canyon before sunset did not stop us from a late lunch stop in Flagstaff, AZ to enjoy some more Mexican food at 3D stop Salsa Brava!  Their pineapple habanera salsa was a must on any one of their dishes.  While considered another decent stop, it was still no comparison to ToP!

Once on site, we set up the chairs with beers in hand enjoying the last hour or so of sunlight.  Dad then began a block of instruction on the ‘rules’ and etiquette of playing blackjack.  We did have a trip to Vegas to prep for, right?

Bailey's Perspective

Woke up this morning feeling very refreshed.  The air was very clean, although grandpa woke up with a headache.  He mentioned something about higher “era-vation” that was giving him a headache. We started to get ready to hit the road again, without eating breakfast.  What is the world is going on here?  I don’t know when this RV trip is going to end but for me, it dog eternity.  We made a quick stop for breakfast, I assume, and I waited in the RV, continuing my beauty sleep.  When they returned with breakfast food and fed it to me, I realized that this particular restaurant wasn’t a “3D” stop.  However, the food portions were huge and they brought back leftovers for days.  But seriously, are they going to feed me the same type of food for 4-6 meals straight?  If they do, I am truly going to “lose my mind, up in here, up in here.”  It’s bad enough I am stuck in the RV all day long but to eat the same food over and over again…… that will simply be torture.  Luckily, I’ve been trained on food torture evasion techniques.  It’s quite simple actually…. When the food I don’t want to eat is presented in front of me, I smell it like I am interested, then I turn my head and ignore the food.  Sooner or later, mommy or daddy gives me something else.  If all else fails, I count on my “Ace in the hole”…. Korean Grandpa.  He understands me and will sneak food to me while mommy and daddy are not looking or in this case, driving.  So, here is my plan, if they try to feed me the same thing over and over again, I will smell the food as IF I am hungry but will turn my head like “I don’t think so, Homey don’t play that”.  Thinking about my game plan…. I fell asleep for a long nap…..

As we were driving, the smell of this area’s air woke me up as it was very familiar to me.  So, I jumped up and tried to figure out what was going on…. I got into my detective mode again.  I could not recall why the scent was so familiar but it was definitely something I smelled a long time ago, like over 84 dog years ago.  I paced around the RV, front to back, walked up near the driver’s area to look outside but I still could not recall.  Then, daddy and mommy gave each other a high five and said out loud “Welcome to Arizona”.  Ah hah!!!!  Of course, this is Arizona…… this is where I introduced mommy and daddy to one another. Here is the brief synopsis….. I was already with mommy as she adopted me when I was very young.  I met daddy in Arizona, smelled him to check him out.  He smelled very healthy and importantly, he always had belly rubs for me, which earned him some cool points.  And I usually barked at him before he entered our apartment as it was my job to protect mommy during that time but I didn’t mean any harm by it.  But once I approved of daddy, I stopped barking and wagged my tail to let mommy know that he was a good man, notably he had my permission to date mommy……they’ve been together ever since.  So, I am not just a detective, I am also a match maker. I should start a business called “it’s just leftovers: a dating service for busy dogs”……..

Being in Arizona brought back so many good memories.  Back then, we lived in an apartment and did not have much….. I think daddy drove a purple Honda and mommy drove a red Honda.  But one thing we had, which continued to grow over time is love for each other.  Nothing can replace or buy the sincere, unconditional love we have for family.  And with hard work, diligence and good will, we now live in a nice townhome in VA and drive Mercedes Benz.  But I digress…….  Back to Arizona.  We pulled into another RV park, we settled in for the night.  I wasn’t too sure where we were exactly but we were certainly in the middle of the woods. Again, I am not a big fan of the wilderness but at least I am sleeping inside the RV.  I definitely smell wild animals out here….so, be careful and always look both ways before peeing.  

BTW, dinner was the same as what I had for breakfast.  I only ate it because I was hungry….but I don’t think I will eat it again tomorrow morning….. Food torture evasion plan is in full effect tomorrow…… Nite nite….

Day 10 Santa Fe, NM

Day 10 Denver, CO to Santa Fe, NM 

We started off the drive today with a great non 3D Greek Breakfast in Denver before continuing our journey south.  When is a gyro and tzatziki sauce not a good start to the day?  Mmmmmh!  While headed to Santa Fe we made an impromptu visit to the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, CO.  As we maneuvered Betsy through the front gate, you could see the sprawling campus (installation) nestled in the Rockies.  And it is as neat as they come….not a blade out of place.  We checked out the visitor’s center, which accented the history of the Academy with a display of what a cadet’s dorm room appears.  The Air Force Academy is the last of the Military Academies to be, founded in 1954.  The accordion shaped chapel was a sight to behold.  Today, it is a National Historic Landmark although its modern design was quite controversial in the onset.

Unfortunately, the photos from this particular excursion are too large to post:(

Arriving in Santa Fe, NM we made a DDD stop at Harry’s Road House.  This order was togo…and while the enchiladas were awesome (we were in New Mexico, no doubt!), the blackened catfish with grits, left much to be desired.  Harry’s made it all better with a yummy banana cream pie!  The icing on the cake, if you will:-)

As we drove to dinner that evening, we couldn't help but take in the beautiful sunset over the mountains....what's not to love about the southwest?

Dad went to bed with motion sick again this evening.  Tomorrow we’re determined to keep him up front, perhaps that will help.

Bailey's Perspective

Woke up this morning about 4 AM.  I had to go to the bathroom……number 1.  I guess I had too much to water.  The good thing is that Korean Grandpa always gets up about the same time.  Does he hear me get up and wakes up to let me out? Or when dogs and humans get older, our bladders get smaller and we have to go in the middle of the night?  Regardless, I am glad I have company at 4 in the morning.  After taking care of business, we get back in the RV and go back to sleep.  We have our routine, it our special bonding time, albeit very brief…. I love you grandpa.

I must proclaim that I have a new found love for BBQ sauce.  Daddy mixed a little bit with my breakfast, along with other small pieces of meat, aka goodness.  And it tastes sooooo good.  I received a jolt of energy and felt like I can conquer the day…until reality set in…..we are still on the RV trip.  How much longer do we have to go? How many more days to we have to drive and how many more nights do we have to spend at a RV park? IF I had thumbs, I wish I can snap my fingers and we all ended up in California just like that…. And make the RV park disappear like Keyser Soze from “The Usual Suspects”.  But I don’t have thumbs…..so, this is out of the question.  Therefore, I must endure another day of driving…..

We made a quick stop.  I immediately realized that we were at a higher elevation.  Two things led me to this conclusion:  1.  The air was very thin with very little unnatural scents.  The air was so refreshing, I wanted to inhale it and drink it at the same time.  2. Daddy was out of breathe just getting out of the car. :)  After getting out of the RV, I was also overwhelmed by a strong sense of Patriotism.  This must be a cool place where service members, like mommy and daddy, are stationed.  And sure enough, we saw some young men and women in uniform.  I wanted to thank them for their service and in exchange, get some belly rubs.  But it wasn’t meant to be as they appeared to be very busy and hurried off.  Well, at least I got to take care of business up here and “bless” their hallowed grounds.  Back in the car for more driving….. and I went to sleep. When I woke up, we were at another RV park.  Seriously, this has to stop.  How can I file an official complaint? Is there a RV Marshall or someone that I can warm up to in order to make this stop?  No, I am just kidding……… It’s not that bad.  Seriously, I am not joking….. get me out of here NOW.  I wish I can snap my fingers and wake up from this dream.  But you know about my inability to snap fingers.  With that said, there are good parts to this trip.  Quality family time, visit nice place and all the good food we are eating.  I heard Grandpa referring to one of the restaurants as a “3D” restaurants.  And I noticed a pair of 3D glasses in the RV.  So, are they eating with 3D glasses and the food appears to be closer than it is? I’m not sure what is going on.  All I know is that I certainly approve of the food…..with a little bit of BBQ sauce that is. I give it a 2 virtual “thumbs” up....... nite nite.