Thursday
the 14th was a big day. We'd booked our trip
to the Grand Canyon (via the internet, several weeks beforehand;
another reason why I had to get on that plane !) and were being picked
up from the tour lobby at 6.15am. We'd located it the night before so we
wouldn't miss the bus.
It was quite a walk from our room, being at
the very back of the building. To get there we needed to walk along that
long corridor you saw earlier (after coming down in the elevator, of
course) and through the casino, (where some patrons had obviously spent
the entire night) past the eateries and the theatres, down an escalator
and through a convention hall.
The day was already shaping up to be a hot one, with a maximum predicted
of 41C (106F).
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