If you’ve been keeping up on Instagram and Twitter, you know we took a trip down to Las Vegas about a month ago and had the opportunity to escape the city to see the Grand Canyon in Arizona for a day. It was great to finally experience The Strip, see the zombies sitting in casinos at 6:00am (still, or already?), drink a Fat Tuesday while walking down the street, make $40 off of $10 at a Roulette table (at our hotel, Caesar’s Palace), get a tan by the pool, and take every risky photo possible at the Grand Canyon.
Though my Instagram feed would imply that the trip was perfect from start to finish (isn’t that the point?), there was definitely a hiccup. Continue reading