Greetings from Reno, Nevada!
Yes, Older Daughter and I are on the road, traveling down to Southern California to visit my parents.
It was a long day of driving through a lot of empty spaces.
I've been on this route several times now, and – especially if you're just blasting through to make Reno by any decent hour – tedious beyond belief. Older Daughter and I swapped off driving and listened to a number of podcasts during the journey.
The desert has its own beauty, even in 100F temperatures, but we were pretty tired by the time we fetched up to Reno.
What kept Older Daughter going was the thought of sushi in a fancy restaurant on top the hotel we were staying in.
The nice thing about Reno is you can get decent hotel prices outside the weekend. We have a very nice room...
...with a very nice view.
Older Daughter got her sushi, and I settled for tempura.
Now we're back in our room, digesting, watching the colored fountains below our window.
Comically, I was taking a before-bed shower when, in the shower itself, I dropped a bar of soap (slap!) on the tiles. An instant later, the fire alarm goes off. Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Oh great! I dropped the bar of soap and set off the fire alarm!
Hastily I rinsed off and got dressed, and Older Daughter and I made our way down eight flights of stairs and outside, where things seemed curiously calm. We made our way back into the casino and inquired at the front desk, where we were told someone had accidentally triggered the alarm on the ninth floor. Still, as we made our way back to the room, we figured it was really the bar of soap on the eighth floor that did it.
More driving tomorrow. Onward!
That must have been scary to be naked and the fire alarm go off!
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