We made it!

Nobody has died, nobody has fought (all that bad), although we've devised a plan to keep my mother and grandfather separated as much as possible.  There's been lots of farts, random stops for ice cream, some good rounds of golf and we saw two amazing sights today, Crazy Horse and Mt. Rushmore.  Both were pretty awesome although Crazy Horse was the bomb.  

Reno was eh....ok.  Gramps in his Mexican Pancho shirt hit an hour long roll at the craps table, it was AWESOME!!!  

Salt Lake City was, well, Mormon.  We got in on a Sunday and the city was shut down, I mean nothing was open except IHOP.  Nothing Like Sweedish Pancakes at night.  My secret business dream was dashed when I came upon a "Curry in a Hurry" fast food restaurant and it was in that moment I realized how much I hate Utah.  

But, this trip just took a turn for awesome as we are now coming home via Las Vegas.  Vegas baby, Vegas.