Saturday, April 5, 2025

Vegas, Baby!

We retraced our steps and drove six hours back to Vegas for our flight home. We decided to spend our extra two hours on Fremont Street. 

I was captivated by the live music, the Michael Jackson street performer, and the weird people. Wes was not. Our two hours turned into 20 minutes. And then we sat at the airport. 







Home. Sweet Home. Can’t wait! 

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