This trip begins with a quick explanation. Tink and I own an older van, which at times acts up. On Wednesday it died, forcing me to take the day off work to try and get it running. Thanks to my brother-in-law's help we were able to limp it to a friend's shop, get an estimate, and get it running well enough to make it to Friday. Friday morning Tink turned our van into the shop, and rented one from a local office. The rental company screwed up our reservation, and initially "upgraded" Tink to a huge 9 passenger gas guzzling van. She didn't have a choice really, because the kids needed to be shuttled around. A few hours, and a couple angry phonecalls, and they finally dropped off the right van and gave her a discount for her headaches. Our mechanic friend called, repairs weren't as bad as I had expected, but it was going to take the weekend. So now we have a rental van for the whole weekend... I was not about to let that sit in the driveway! Friday evening after I got off work we finalized the reservations and headed out to Boulder City Nevada. We were going to take the kids to see Hoover Dam.
While all of you have heard excuses as to why someone went to Vegas... I doubt anyone has heard the excuse "my car broke down so I decided to rent one and take the kids to Hoover Dam".