The next day was going to be another early one. I only had an eight-hour drive ahead of me but I also had a lot of work to do when I got there. Even when on the road, the work never stopped. Aria and I did our morning routine and then headed out to the Las Vegas area.
It was mountains surrounding the route the entire way, which I was surprised to see. I thought for sure after entering into Nevada, this time from the North, it would flatten out to the desert and open views but it didn't. There were always mountains and hills that surrounded me, at times, they did fade away and were in the far distance but they were never out of sight.
This route took me on 93, straight South, all the way through Nevada. The one thing I did learn, very quickly, was that even though there might not be a desert view there was the desert feeling. Large towns were far and few and the areas between these places didn't offer many services and that included gas. Which thankfully the state told me as I left the town, there was a posted sign that said where the next gas station was and it was never less than a hundred miles, one was almost two hundred miles. In case you didn't pick up that last part, I write it again. The sign was posted AFTER I left the city and after I had passed all the gas stations.
At one point I had to pull out my phone and determine where the gas station was because the sign had posted for my current route, not the route I was going to be turning on and thankfully there would be a gas station along that route. As I came up to the turn I saw the sign that posted it was about seven miles away. That was the only sign to indicate where the gas pump was located and for as big of a sign as it was, o.k. it was a billboard, I expected the place to be a lot bigger. It wasn't. There were a total of four pumps, a cafe, and a hotel and the name was changed. I was passed it before I knew that was what I wanted and had to turn around.
The remainder of the drive was uneventful and boring. It only became interesting when I had to go through the mountains and got to do my twist and turn driving. However, that was short-lived because this entire route was two lanes. Only twice did it open up into three lanes and even that was only for a mile to allow for passing, otherwise, it was playing chicken with oncoming traffic as I passed a slow driver. Two lanes for over two hundred miles.
Signs of construction were all over during the final stretch of this route and before it got too thick I pulled over at a gas station to grab some snacks from the trunk. Aria was up on the backseat doing a bit of a dance which meant she had to go. I let her out for a walk and instantly she saw the cows on the other side of the fence and began barking. They did nothing but look at her. Aria's hair was up on her back, acting all tough, the cows looked at each other back at her and then went back to eating the grass. She finally did her thing and with one last bark at the cows walked proudly back to the car. I mean really, whatever helps her sleep at night.
It wasn't long after this stop that I came onto the construction with a nice bright orange sign that said one-lane traffic up ahead, another said, guide truck being used and the final one, the delay could be thirty minutes. Of course, it could be, I mean it was like 90 degrees in the sun, even with the a/c on, the heat could be felt.
Up ahead the flagger could be seen and I was a bit of a distance away from the truck in front of me and had to slow down, even more, to allow a construction driver to move from one side of the road to the other. I thought I was going to have to wait but the flagger quickly waved me through.
We weaved, maneuvered, slowed down and sped up for the next several miles. The shoulders were torn up and it appeared the goal was to make the road wider but at this stage, who knew. I felt sorry for the flaggers having to stand outside in this heat. I15 was up ahead and I was in the final stretch to Boulder City but not without one more push from an impatient truck driver as we both moved to get onto the ramp.
Just like the other towns, I went through, Las Vegas from this direction was no different. There was no indication that I was coming into the city until I came around the corner, between the mountains, and there was the city before you. Today offered a little more than just a city view, fighter jets about five of them, were out doing test flights through the canyons and around the city.
The heat of the day could be seen as I looked out towards the city. Dust was everywhere and the city looked dirty from where I currently was and even seemed to disappear as the wind kicked up more dust and dirt. There also seemed to be heavy traffic, almost a rush hour feel, which seemed odd because it was only 230p and on a Tuesday. Well, I would hate to drive through any city and not deal with their traffic, I mean what fun is there to just coast on through without having to slam on the breaks. I made it through and headed out to Boulder City.
Which was still under construction, the same section with the same confusing signs from a year ago. Do they even have a plan or are they just making it up as they go. I remembered the correct way to get to the hotel which, unfortunately, hadn't changed much either. This time, it wasn't a good thing. The room at least locked and the a/c was working great but the tv channels were limited and fuzzy, the cleaning was half done, the beds poorly made, the a/c unit was missing buttons and I was sticking my fingers into questionable holes to adjust the temperature. And I can only hope that the white powder on the sink was from a sugar packet. At least I was on the first floor with a walking area out front.
I enjoyed visiting and staying in Boulder City for the main reason because of the heat. I'm one who can't stand extreme hot or cold temperatures and when they are present I will stay indoors to be more comfortable and only go out when necessary. This made it perfect for me to catch up on my writing for books, articles, review and post photos to my Etsy shop and personal website.
A few hours later I took a break and Aria and I left Boulder City and headed towards Las Vegas, the drivers were spread out, courteous, and driving was stress-free. I maneuvered my way to the downtown area where after a couple of turns everything changed. Every single block had people honking horns, yelling and pulling out in front of others. It continued all the way back to Boulder City. I blamed the heat.
Back at the hotel, the work continued and Aria enjoyed the time outside of the car by napping or cuddling up next to me. The guy in the room next to me had me on alert. Not sure what it was but I just made sure to be alert when he was out and walking around. Aria picked up on it too so her walks weren't always when she wanted them to be. Later that night, I was woken by the sound of an alarm going off which was quickly silenced, followed by voices nearby. I could see in the darkness that Aria's head was up and looking towards the door but didn't respond. Part of me wanted to get up and peak while the other part thought they might be breaking into my car. Not that I could do much if they were, I rolled back over and fell back to sleep.
A few hours later I woke again to look at the clock and heard the silence, I walked up to the window and peeked out. The car was still there and looked to be in good shape. Another car had appeared alongside it which I assumed was their alarm going off and they were the voices I heard. I returned to bed with a relaxed mind and less than an hour later I felt movement on the bed. A body pushed herself up against my back and ahead laid on my forearm, followed by a long sigh. I turned slightly and could hear the patting of her tail against the bed, it was still too early to be up. I rolled over and she laid her head on my chest and we laid in the darkness while the remainder of night disappeared.
Driving across country can bring about some interesting situations. Broken down on a day by day basis enjoy my adventures and set backs along the way to some beautiful destinations.