We finally did some gambling here: each of us put a dollar into a machine. This was our exciting take! We left the slip here for the next person, to get them started off right.
Dinner at Table 10 - so good! And I had a mojito, so I've had more to drink on this trip than probably the last year combined.
I'm slightly adjusting to the heat here. This morning, I was relieved it was "only" 90. It was twenty degrees hotter than that as we made our way down The Strip this afternoon - like a blast furnace. I admire the amazing toughness people who live here must have! I'll be happier with some mountains, lakes, and snow of New England.
Yes, all of us returning to Montana were thrilled to get off the plane and breathe the cooler mountain air! Blast furnace is a very accurate description; that 108 degrees on Monday (when the monorail broke and I had to walk from the shuttle bus hotel to my own hotel) just about finished me. Hope the rest of your journey is comfortable!
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