Dam, that was fun!

Howdy neighbors! We are all neighbors on this big, blue marble, right? Hubby and I just celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary a few days ago in Laughlin, NV. The same place where we were married in 2017. The last time that we visited Laughlin was at the start of the P word, the pandemic. Originally, we had planned a last minute trip to St. George, Utah and planned on leaving on February 15, 2022. We left early that morning and the Coachella Valley was hazy with sand as the area was experiencing high winds. I was a little apprehensive but excited to heading to a place that I had never been.

The first 9 seconds is driving East on Dillon Rd. The last 9 seconds is the gas station we were stuck at when our tire gave out.

To begin with, the week before, I had been upset that Hubby had said he could not get vacation and we would not be going anywhere for our anniversary. I told him, “No worries.” but really, I was stewing. Anyhow, I did my best and Saturday, he came home and said, “My vacation starts today! Do you still want to go to Utah?”(Or something to that affect.) I think I squealed as I was so excited! It had been so long since we had been anywhere and we never had a honeymoon so to be crossing a few state lines with him sounded like a great trip to me. The morning we left, I felt apprehensive. I remember praying unceasingly as we entered the freeway and feeling the wind gusts push the car. Visibility was not bad but not clear. We had been on the freeway for a few minutes when the car tire warning sounded. Hubby exited the freeway in Palm Springs and our tire was completely flat. There was no way we were going to be going anywhere that day. Auto Club was called and we waited in our car with the wind wildly blowing. After the spare was changed, we headed home taking the streets. Near Palm Desert, we could see cars on the side of the road and people standing around. There was also a car that appeared to have flipped. What caught my eye and changed my perspective in everything was the body that was laying on the ground. I prayed hard as we passed that scene and ask God to give mercy to the person on the ground. My heart was tight with fear. Hubby got us home safely and we later found out that two people died in that accident. All the emotions that I felt last week were trivial and I felt like I wasted a good few days being upset. It really put things into perspective for me. Right now, it is 5:09 AM. Hubby is downstairs and he just sent me the news article about the crash. A young mother and her son died that morning. My heart hurts for their family.

When we got home that morning, Hubby, got on his laptop and started researching places to go and we ended up booking a few nights in Laughlin. At that point, I was really okay with not going anywhere. By the next morning, Hubby had made an appointment to get a new tire and we were on the road before noon.

This is the bridge crossing to the Arizona side.

For us, Laughlin is an hour closer than traveling to Las Vegas. We arrived around 3 PM and the weather was just right or what I like to call “shorts and sweater” weather.

This at the Lake Mead Recreation Area. Looking like a true tourist!

It was nice to be back there and I really fancy it more than Vegas because it is not flashy or crowded. However, there are a few draw backs, like many of the hotels are a bit on the dingy side, but if you are there to enjoy the river and casinos, then these things can be overlooked. For instance, our bed was thin and lumpy but the view from the room was spectacular! Oh and the room rates during the week are super cheap!

The following day we headed to Arizona to see Hoover Dam and Lake Mead. The drive, in some parts, was a little scary and am so glad that I had not seen bridge before we crossed it! My heart might have exploded. Oh yeah, just another thing to ask my new doctor next week…

If I hadn’t been so scared I would have opened the passenger side window and hung my head out with the camera to get an unobstructed view.

The last time that I had been to Hoover Dam was in 1979. My sister Denise, had been stung by a bee during that trip and had a severe allergic reaction. Her leg swelled to twice its size. I am sure my Dad gave her the same ultimatum that he gave me when I fractured my foot a year earlier, “We can go to the emergency or we can go on to Lake Mead and Hoover Dam…” he always gave us choices, laughing just thinking about it. I am sure my sister said “Trip to the Lake!” Anyhow, I remember that my Dad bought tickets for the tour and they even provided a wheelchair for my sister to use so that she could go the tour as well. Yeah, just a little insight into how we were raised…I found a few photos from that trip to Las Vegas and Lake Mead. I did not think we took pictures of the Dam.

Nine year old me about to dive into Lake Mead.

It was nice talking to Hubby about that trip I took there with my family as we waited in the line of cars at the security check point. I was feeling giddy as we inched closer to our destination, the Dam and crossing over it. I have romanticized this place in my head, ever since I saw the movie, Fools Rush In. Below is the scene.

Anyhow, it does not look like that as you are passing over Arizona-Nevada border on the bridge. Honestly, I cannot see a scene like that one, playing out the Memorial Walkway Bridge that was built almost twenty years after that movie was filmed. It did make me a little sad that my father never got to see it. Later, we drove around Boulder before heading back to Laughlin. Hubby parked at the local cemetery and we parked to stretch our legs. He opened the back of the car and sat in the back. I had brought the guitar as I had wanted to take a few photos of it in different places on the trip. He started playing so I pulled out the camera and snapped a few shots.

I am still going through all the goodies that I shot while we were on our adventure and it has been fun reminiscing over the memories while they are still fresh in my mind. My spine is signaling that I need to move my rear out of this seat before I can’t. Here are a few of the photos that caught my eye as I have been going through them.

US 93 heading toward Hoover Dam.
Going over the Mike O’Callaghan – Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge. Yes, those are people walking along the side of it…yikes!
Trust me, with my camera, there is no need to get close to any edges.
Look at the people they look like ants…
We might have been under the influenc(ers).
Love seeing families making their own memories.
This was taken from the spot where we got married five years ago.
I think this was in Needles.

It was a wonderful trip and I am so thankful to Hubby or getting me there safely and all the little things he did to make it special. It may be a long time before we get to take another long road trip with the gas prices rising. Trust me, if you are heading to Laughlin, be sure to gas up even on the Arizona side as it was almost a dollar cheaper than the Nevada side. I won’t even mention the price gouging when we got to California…yikes!

Needles, CA on 2.18.22

Thank you dear reader for visiting and where ever you are heading today, I hope you get there safely. Hugs to you and you and especially YOU.

8 Comments Add yours

  1. Sounds like you had an adventurous week Michelle! Glad you & Hubby had a nice getaway after all. I visited Hoover Dam as a teenager way back in 1973.

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    1. M. Lee Keena says:

      You were there’s few years before me.

      It was a crazy week, for sure, but glad we had a nice trip.

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  2. terrie gura says:

    Happy Anniversary, you guys!! I’m glad you finally got away, and so sad for the family that lost their loved ones. A harsh reminder that our days are numbered, sometimes more than we imagine.


    1. M. Lee Keena says:

      Thanks Terrie! Yours is coming up soon 😁 We really needed that time away. The change of scenery was good for us.

      It was a sad reminder about how life is finite. Hope there are no more accidents like that today. The winds just started blowing again.


  3. Tanooki says:

    I’ve been to Hoover dam several times when I lived in LA and went to vacation to Las Vegas❤️ and yeah people says pump the gas in NV, AZ, or anywhere but NOT CA!! OMG $5.59…? at Valero…? That’s so crazy😂😂😂

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    1. M. Lee Keena says:

      I grew up in the San Gabriel valley and we went to Vegas every year. My Dad liked to gamble 😂 at least he took us to the Dam and Valley of Fire.

      Right?!? (about the gas.) I told my husband the next trip we are taking the train or a bus 😉

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      1. Tanooki says:

        Oh wait, how many years ago was it when you left SGV!? I used to live in Arcadia😂 We might be neighborhood back then🤣🙌💕

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      2. M. Lee Keena says:

        I lived in Duarte for 21 years and San Gabriel/Alhambra for 1990s-2006. Small world. We were practically neighbors 😁

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