What are they pointing at????
A chipmunk!
I've missed you bro!!!
Hurry back!!!!!
Lizzy couldn't leave without visiting this place, considering it's Papa's favorite spot in Vegas! He called her every day and asked her if she had went yet. Consequently, there was no way she could return without going there. Hahahaha!
She got to watch the light show, which is cool.
(We got to see a couple of them while we were there.)
Really? I wonder how much they pay these girls??? These don't look like the ones on tv. Low end, maybe?
Well, well, well! You know you can't be in Vegas without running into Elvis!!! However, I didn't know I would get to see Austin Powers! (Doesn't it look like he's grabbing my butt?)
LOL...What kind of emotion is this? My hubby has seen these things countless times, so he rarely gets excited...but I had to have him come along because he knows his way around...and I always get lost! ;)
Wild child! What can I say?
Also, we rushed over to the Mirage to try and catch the volcano show. We made it just in time!!! Yay!!! (And, we also got a glimpse of the Treasure Island show too.)
Ahhh...nice and toasty!
Hot! Hot! Hot!!!!!
We got up really early and drove over to Henderson.
There we met up with our pilot, Br. Spaugh (he goes to my church). This is his personal plane, and he was gracious enough to spend his time with us, sharing his skills, and assets.
Lizzy liked checking out the cockpit, considering her husband is a pilot too. (He flies C-17s for the Air Force.)
I thought this plane was really sleek...very pretty.
And, Carly also hopped on it with us.
While Br. Spaugh was doing all of his safety checks, Lizzy picked the plane's nose. ;)
Okay....we're OFF!!!
while Carly and I took the backseat.
We said goodbye to Vegas!
First thing we did was head to the Hoover Dam. (It's a totally different perspective from the air than on the ground.)
So far...so good!!!
This is a cool phenomenon: the water has a distinct color difference where Lake Mead connects to the Colorado River leaving the Grand Canyon.
We flew to the edge of the Grand Canyon. (Remember this thing covers miles and miles of territory. We couldn't possibly see the whole thing.)
It was really beautiful.
I was getting really woozy the whole flight. Every time he turned, I struggled to keep it all in!
Our pilot was very careful not to jerk or turn as much as possible,
but small planes have more turbulence regardless.
After almost two hours of flight, I finally couldn't hold it in any longer! I had to puke!!! There were no bags in the plane, so I used the jacket I had on. Apparently, since I was flying on an empty stomach, it complicated my nausea. I really thought I was going to make it back without throwing up...I literally didn't let loose until we were making our last turn into the runway, but at that point it was just too much; it came out!
