Boston to Las Vegas
This is where I have to publicly thank my beautiful wife, Zoe. She has the uncanny ability to find flights that take the most circuitous route between two cities, has the most “ups and downs” ie: stops at most airports, AND costs less than a direct flight. We really were made for each other! As a result, this trip is not Boston to Las Vegas, but Boston – Miami - New Orleans – Dallas - Las Vegas. More planes, more airports, more take off’s, more landings - PERFECT! That puts us at Boston Logan airport on a very cold morning: -6deg C. The flight to Miami was spectacular – down the east coast of America, overflying New York, Virginia Beach, West Palm Beach and Port Canaveral enroute to Miami. The weather gods even chipped in with beautiful sunshine and not a cloud in the sky. Life is good!
An hour or so in Miami and we’re winging our way to New Orleans. The flight was uneventful and we arrived in New Orleans a little early. A longer wait was in store for us here and, unknown at the time of arrival, the only black mark on the trip was about to occur. We had a couple of hours to kill, so Zoe decided to get some work done. Her electronics came out and when we went to get back on the plane, she realised her iPad was no longer in her handbag. We reported it immediately to the airline, but unfortunately, it has not been found. Still, as Zoe says “Nobody has lost any arms or legs” so we didn’t let it dampen the mood. On to Dallas, a short stop there, and then the final leg into Las Vegas. Another beautiful flight with the final approach adjacent to the Las Vegas strip (the lights need to be seen to be believed) and we touched down right on time. The weather was still cold here – about 2 below zero and a bitingly cold wind was blowing as we waited for the shuttle to our hotel. “A shuttle?” I hear you say, “After the last episode with a shuttle, you went for that again?”. Well, I did question my judgment initially, but the shuttle did show up this time and fairly quickly (at least before my fingers fell off from the cold) and we were deposited in a warm hotel a few minutes after being picked up.
We have a couple of days here with our friends and then we start the homeward journey, but there’s a few great stops on the way.



