Well, there's not a lot to say or show on this page. The girls' plane left at 8am and ours at 830am, so we got up, cleaned up, loaded up the van, and drove off.
Due to a mix-up in directions to the airport, we ended up passing the Welcome to Las Vegas sign which said, "Thanks for coming!" so we turned around and got a picture of it from the "Welcome" side.
Damian dropped the gals, Russ, and Garry off at the airport. Damian drove the car back to the rental place and due to the amazing efforts of incredibly slow people (other drivers, rental car agents, tourists who have asses 4-feet wide and decide to stroll leisurely down the middle of the hallway thus slowing everyone behind them and leaving no way to get around, and--of course--TSA) I didn't get back to the airport before the girls were gone.
Then it was time for us boys to board up. It was a direct flight, so Russ slept, Garry played Pokemon, I watched a couple of movies on my iPad.
Then we landed, went to the Maritime to get our cars, drove home, lugged in the baggage, dealt with the mail, and called it a day.
It's over. We're back.
