Reflections From The Road

Well, despite our clever attempts at concealment, we are obviously in Las Vegas at this very moment. This is somewhat reminiscent of how last year began. In many ways, 2009 was “The Year Of The Beatles” for us. This year, it might well be “The Year Of Elvis”, if the stars align as we hope. More on that tomorrow.

First off – a few observations.

This is the first time ever that we’ve been in the U.S., for Super Bowl weekend. What a friggin’ blast, feeling the added buzz of THAT energy (booze-fueled as it may have been) here in Vegas. The place was totally nuts with events. Plus, we got to watch the American commercials, as opposed to suffering through Zeller’s and Tim Hortons’ spots. Our runaway favourite – David Letterman, Oprah and Leno - what a shocker that one was! Kudos, Mr. Letterman!

This is the SECOND time that we’ve been here in Sin City for a major UFC event – this time 109. Absolutely amazing, if you’re into that sort of thing. Typically, the only difference you notice is that many of the tattoos are wearing ball caps – and piercings are as subtle as freckles on a redhead.

We did have a day or two of stone-cold panic. Our airline somehow managed to misplace a piece of our luggage on a direct flight from home, and couldn’t find it by the morning after we arrived. We were filling out forms to make a claim (and wondering if our gamey undergarments would at least last until we hoofed over to the mall). Happily, the luggage was found, and Mrs. That Dan Guy was reunited with her shoes. It brought a tear to even the hardest of hardened hearts.

Finally, as you can see by the pic attached above, our freaky number thing is rampant this trip. 11, 111, 1111 – and more are freakin’ everywhere. And we didn’t even pack that when we left…

Chow for now!!