Having escaped from Las Vegas, we drove happily across the desert and up into the mountains, stopping at a nice little diner en route. In the original plan for this trip we would have caught the greyhound bus, which I’m sure would have been quite the experience, but I very much enjoyed driving my red jeep (especially as it had cruise control).
The first and last stages of our latest holiday involved Las Vegas. I must say there are other places I would rather have visited, but it was a convenient jump-off point for a weekend skiing and a daytrip to the Grand Canyon (both of which will be detailed in separate blog posts, so watch this space), plus Tom had to go to a conference there anyway.
Returning from our skiing holiday to freezing temperatures and snow all over the place seems like the wrong way round, but New York looks rather lovely under a blanket of fresh white powder so I’m certainly not complaining.