Manage to sleep until 7:45am – this constitutes a lie-in so far this holiday! Today is one of the few days where we don’t have any structured plans, so I let Mr Fletche sleep until 9am before I send him down on the Starbucks run… First stop is the Secret Garden, but this doesn’t open until 10am. It’s about quarter to 10, but we decided…
Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me…. Except when the alarm goes off at a shockingly early 5am, I really don’t feel like celebrating… Mr Fletche tentatively asks if I still want to get up for sunrise. Hell, I’m awake now aren’t I… and as much as I would love to spend another hour or two catching up on the sleep that has eluded…
Once again, I’m up early enough to watch the sunrise. Are my sleep patterns ever going to return? Although the nap in the middle of yesterday afternoon probably didn’t help matters… Another Starbucks run from Mr Fletche (“Did you know there were people down there that looked as if they’d been there all night?”); a ransacking of the bathroom products and we’re all packed and…
Its a long walk to the Vegas sign. A very very long walk. No-one warned us of this...…
In the first travel diary of our USA Road Trip, we visit Las Vegas. It's bright, brash, loud - and very overwhelming when you're dealing with jetlag!…
Sit back, pour a glass of an appropriate travel-related beverage (prosecco for Italy, vodka for Krakow, a nice, strong beer for Belgium...) and enjoy the stories of the world as told by A Brummie Home and Abroad...…