Sisters Sin City Adventure . . . Day Seven

Well today is our final morning in the igloo . . . It’s travel day. We woke up at what is known in Vegas as witching hour . . . In other words too fucking early for Vegas. We had a huge breakfast and managed to eat all of the remaining food in the igloo pantry and refrigerator . . . Just kidding it was a Rockstar and Starbucks kind of breakfast.

We went downstairs to check out and summon our last Uber ride two hours before our planes scheduled boarding. As anyone who has traveled out of McCarren airport knows the lines are long and security can be a bitch. We arrived at the Allegiant ticket counter and to my surprise . . . No line . . . WTF this never happens. So it was off to dreaded TSA security. We arrived to the security checkpoint and the switchback line path was empty . . . Seriously WTF. It’s like it was a zombie apocalypse and we were the only survivors. There were three lines with no waiting and we were through security in a matter of minutes . . . OMG am I dead and this is the afterlife? We proceeded to our gate to settle in as we only had an hour and a half before our plane boarded . . . Thank Jesus we were early!

Well we boarded the plane and awaited the fresh new he’ll that was to come . . .

Well the lines started to form and the boarding began and I couldn't help but notice the inordinate amount of babies that were going to be on this flight . . . Fo fuck sake I began to have a flash back of our trip here . . . NOOOO! The boarding complete and not a peep from any of the babies . . . They must have been moved under the plane in the luggage hold . . . Hmmm. The flight hit a few potholes leaving Las Vegas and a few Cows entering the Stockton area but other than that it was smooth sailing. Baggage claim next where as luck would have it all of our luggage arrived and only the wife's bag had been raped by TSA. Bags in hand and parking paid it was off to Little Land . . . Home at last! The dogs greeted us with a snarl an bark soon followed by tail wagging and sloppy kisses . . . Man is it good to be home. Well until my next post . . . Be safe . . . And keep reading my post for more comedy updates.