We took a 100-degree midnight walk through the streets of Vegas down to the Bellagio to see the fountain show, synchronized to "Lucky be a Lady," sung by Frank Sinatra. Stunning and refreshing.
The logistics: I rode directly from the ranch with the Malmborgs, while Clint took the Cresap and Malmborg kids back to SLC while suffering a 102 degree fever! He thought he'd rather suffer that than suffer through my bemoaning missing cousin Ben sing. I'm such a wench. The Pulsiphers had spent the previous night in Saint George in the Brown's condo. I drove back with them to St. George after the play then we drove back to SLC at the crack of dawn.
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2 comments:
I think I'd enjoy doing Las Vegas with you!
that annie is sure entertaining. never a boring "normal" picture.
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