Road Trip!!!

I spent this past weekend visiting the land where a thousand bare-chested women stare up at you from tiny fliers, strewn - like fallen soldiers for the forces of evil - on the sidewalks. In this land, you see bare butts at every glance, smell cigarette smoke with every breath, and feel the fury of the desert sun with every step. It is a land where the only true redeeming value lies in a beautiful fountain show set to music, and in the off-chance that you can make easy money in mere seconds. The place I speak of is, of course, Las Vegas.

We were down there supporting some friends of ours who were running in a sprint triathlon. Our suite was out of the city (thank goodness) in a small town adjacent to Las Vegas called Henderson. It was nice to be away from all the lights and corruption of Vegas. However, we did go into town on Saturday night to see the Bellagio's fascinating water/music display. We also ate a delicious buffet at "The Paris." If you're looking for the best buffet you've ever been to, and don't mind dropping 25 bones to have it, I thoroughly recommend The Paris as your next culinary adventure. I ate mountains of crab legs and prime rib among other things, and for dessert had flan, creme brulee, bread pudding, and frozen custard. It was delightful.

All in all, we had a really great time. I've decided that I need to plan more roadtrips. With good friends, they're the best kind of vacation.

Our beautiful little resort in Henderson. In those trees lie two beautiful pools.


The girls, from left to right: Brandi, Courtney, Katt, and Meagan


Beginning the triathlon. Lake Las Vegas is gorgeous, isn't it?


I don't know who this is, but the picture turned out so well I had to put it in here.


Way to go, girls! Nice medals!


Me and one of my best friends, Corianne.


Ready to party in Vegas! Kindof...


The Bellagio fountain show. I recommend this as the ONLY thing you really need to see in Vegas.


Saying goodbye to our suite with the obligatory goofy picture.

Nothing caps off a road trip like a choco taco. Mmm...

-Barry