I don't know if I mentioned this before, but Utah has what we call a Fall Break from school. Anyone who knows the "real" story about Fall Break won't find this tidbit that interesting, but for those of you who don't, here's the inside scoop. Fall Break is actually THE DEER HUNT. Don't tell anyone, especially PETA, since they wouldn't like it if we let school out for the massacring of four legged, antler bearing animals. I don't know about you, but all my life I've not been a fan of hunting, especially deer (Bambi). Then I moved to a farm in Corbett, Oregon, where we had cows, pigs, chickens, and horses. We raised the farm animals and had some of them slaughtered for our own use. Not the horses, of course. My, my, how I've changed.
Now I need to tie all of this to my original conversation...Fall Break. Bill and I were really tired of teaching, and took full advantage of the couple of days off. We, of course, headed to Las Vegas, and did as much hunting as possible. That's supposed to be funny, since you all know there are no deer in Vegas. We did eat, sleep, and walk as much as possible, so I guess you could consider that part of hunting...NOT. We stayed at The Excalibur, but visited Mandalay Bay and The Luxor, to name a couple. I must say, walking down the strip as we went to the mall at Planet Hollywood, was much like running the gauntlet. There were a bazillion low paid, shall we say delicately, not-really-legal aliens, attempting to hand us flyers and cards advertising nasty shows. They kept flipping the cards as if they were snapping their fingers (to get our attention, I suppose) all they while shoving the cards in our path. Bill (my hero) scowled at them, and barked "nasty!" All in all, we did enjoy our time, and the time spent not grading papers.
On the way home, I attempted to take some pictures of the canyon. Here are a couple of pics of nature.
I don't know if I mentioned this before, but Utah has what we call a Fall Break from school. Anyone who knows the "real" story about Fall Break won't find this tidbit that interesting, but for those of you who don't, here's the inside scoop. Fall Break is actually THE DEER HUNT. Don't tell anyone, especially PETA, since they wouldn't like it if we let school out for the massacring of four legged, antler bearing animals. I don't know about you, but all my life I've not been a fan of hunting, especially deer (Bambi). Then I moved to a farm in Corbett, Oregon, where we had cows, pigs, chickens, and horses. We raised the farm animals and had some of them slaughtered for our own use. Not the horses, of course. My, my, how I've changed.
Now I need to tie all of this to my original conversation...Fall Break. Bill and I were really tired of teaching, and took full advantage of the couple of days off. We, of course, headed to Las Vegas, and did as much hunting as possible. That's supposed to be funny, since you all know there are no deer in Vegas. We did eat, sleep, and walk as much as possible, so I guess you could consider that part of hunting...NOT. We stayed at The Excalibur, but visited Mandalay Bay and The Luxor, to name a couple. I must say, walking down the strip as we went to the mall at Planet Hollywood, was much like running the gauntlet. There were a bazillion low paid, shall we say delicately, not-really-legal aliens, attempting to hand us flyers and cards advertising nasty shows. They kept flipping the cards as if they were snapping their fingers (to get our attention, I suppose) all they while shoving the cards in our path. Bill (my hero) scowled at them, and barked "nasty!" All in all, we did enjoy our time, and the time spent not grading papers.
On the way home, I attempted to take some pictures of the canyon. Here are a couple of pics of nature.
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