Vegas, a slice of American Pie

Lot of driving has been done in the first two days. I want to say thank you very much to the Columbels (pictured above) for allowing Mike and I to store our stuff on their beautiful ranch in Grass Valley. Mr. Columbel hooked us up with a tool box for our car which we hopefully won't need to use and Mrs C. makes some phenomenal breakfast muffins which powered us through a good 10 hours of driving. Final destination for our first night? Las Vegas... a true slice of American pie, wrapped in a nice warm box of sin and evil. We hit the road early in the morning and put Vegas in our rearview mirror. Thank God.