hell final assault

This time at Vegas was more exploration in the surrounding area than casino hopping. Which was good because on previous visits we simply walked ourselves to death from casino to casino and blew our money away on video poker. The drive back home was clearly another nightmare from hell. The traffic on I150 was heavy. I was falling sleep at the wheels while looking for Baja Fresh around Barstow. We drove past the exit and had to double back (lots of U turns and double backs on this trip!). After lunch Maria took over the wheels. It seemed like an eternity and we made frequent stops before reaching home. We arrived around 11p to return the van. Then Saffy found his sunglasses on the front seat! I felt drained and exhausted. Road trip to Vegas had never taken this long. I felt drained, dusty and sweaty. Gosh, am I finally getting old ?