The service in Las Vegas is also first-class, but the premise is that there are tips. Tips are required for others to help you park the car, pick up the car, deliver the luggage, and store the luggage. The hotels here can only be checked in at 3 or 4 pm. Yunluo and Yan Chenyu arrived earlier. ●⌒,

After parking the car and storing the luggage, I started walking on my own two feet, passing through the entire MGM hotel area, the luxurious casino, the big-breasted blonde girls in bikinis, people dressed in various movie and cartoon styles, street performers, food streets, shopping malls. Las Vegas is a city made up of hotels.

And each hotel is a big community, if you have money, there is almost everything you can get.

Passing by New York & GS, it is a little more expensive than ordinary Chinese restaurants, but the food is really good and the portions are big. Yunluo and Yan Chenyu, who had been hungry for most of the day, ordered four dishes, but they didn't finish them and even packed up some to take home.

We checked in at around 3pm, rested for a long time, ate something, and waited until dark to set out to visit Las Vegas. In fact, we just visited various hotels. The night view of Las Vegas is truly charming.

The musical fountains at Bellagio and the volcanic eruption at Mirage are the two most spectacular scenery on the street. You don’t have to coordinate your time to go there. In fact, you’ll always run into them if you just stroll along Las Vegas Boulevard. I’ve seen the volcanic eruption at least three times and the musical fountains five or six times. I have to say that the musical fountains are amazing.

The dancing of water, both in terms of rhythm and amplitude, is well integrated with the melody of the music, a visual and auditory feast. The main song is "Time Say Goodbye". I didn't hear this song during the two days in Las Vegas this time. When I took Route 66 to Las Vegas again, the last song I heard was Time Say Goodbye.

Then there are the interiors of the hotels. The botanical gardens at Bellagio, the zoo at Mirabelle, the lifelike St. Mark's Square at the Venetian and the gondolas on the artificial waterway, the pyramids at the Luxor Hotel, but what really makes this city lively are the people, the tourists from all over the world on the streets.

There are many street performers. Guitar is the most common instrument. African drums, cello, bagpipes, saxophone, etc. are all in full bloom, and each one is very skilled. The most impressive one is the cello ensemble of two middle-aged men, Canon, which is still beautiful no matter how many times I have heard it.

When I was walking past the eruption of the Milarch volcano, I saw a crowd of people gathered on a vacant lot on the street. I went over to see what was going on - a group of young American street dancers were showing off their skills, all of which were extremely difficult. It was amazing, and the finale was a black guy doing a backflip over four randomly picked audience members.

Not only do they have great skills, but their high energy in livening up the atmosphere and their frequent interactions with tourists are also what attract so many tourists to watch. Many people also generously throw tips into the bucket.

I walked around until 12 o'clock in the evening, and there were eye-catching things everywhere on the street. Bikini beauties could no longer attract tourists to stop, the shirtless black rugby player showing off his chest muscles was very popular among middle-aged and elderly women, and the fat white man and Batman in a wedding dress were smoking and collecting tips.

Although Yunluo thought the dangling man trick was outdated, many viewers who didn't know the truth were amazed. Yunluo wanted to say that even if you don't have money, Las Vegas still has many elements worth visiting.

I slept until I woke up naturally, had some bread at noon, and went out around two in the afternoon. I first went to check out the Luxor Hotel in the south end that I didn't visit yesterday. The main building of the hotel with a dark pyramid is quite magnificent, not much smaller than the real pyramid. As for the Sphinx at the door, it is a bit rough, and the interior is also decorated in the style of Egyptian temples.

Someone was playing the piano in the hall, and it was very quiet. Yunluo told the Mushroom family stories about Egyptian mythology and history. At least she told them that the one with the falcon head was Horus, and the one with a halo and a pointed headdress was Isis. She also studied those myths and legends carefully when she went to Egypt.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we took a taxi to the Wynn Hotel, the northernmost hotel in Las Vegas, in order to have a buffet meal that was said to be extremely luxurious but very cost-effective. The cost including tax and consumption was about 42 US dollars. There were all kinds of food from all over the world. Yunluo basically ate until he was full.

I like crab legs with mustard and soy sauce, as well as various sashimi. Some Chinese cooked food is also good, as well as various desserts, dumplings, udon noodles, and pasta. One detail of the buffet is that the waiter's attitude towards Yunluo and Yan Chenyu is rather cold, and his face is not good.

Maybe it was because Yunluo and Yan Chenyu were Chinese tourists, and the waiters probably had the impression that Chinese tourists didn’t tip. Mushroom said that every time she thought about this situation, she felt quite sad. Yunluo and Yan Chenyu would definitely tip 15% to 20% every time they had a meal, which was Mushroom’s habit after living in the United States for many years.

After the buffet, Mushroom took him to see a show, while Yunluo walked all the way along Las Vegas Boulevard and visited the botanical garden inside the Bellagio Hotel. At the first glance, they were almost 100% sure that those were fake flowers, but when they got closer, they were all real flowers.

The colors are so bright that they look fake, and there are trees that can talk and blink, it feels like you are in a fairy tale world.

It is free to enjoy the musical fountain at Miri Lake, but I still didn’t hear the song "Time Say Goodbye" this time. After two days of continuous sightseeing, I was a little tired of it and decided to go back early. However, I still walked an extra 3km to see the night view of Luxor Hotel. The searchlight on the top of the pyramid was indeed spectacular.

Next to it is a hotel that looks like a fairy tale castle (I forgot its name). On the street, I listened to a man in traditional Scottish costume playing the bagpipes. The effect was not as good as I remembered in "Brave Heart". My friend told Yunluo that if he wanted to listen to the bagpipes, he should go to the Scottish Highlands!

I continued to sleep until I woke up naturally, packed my luggage, and prepared to leave Las Vegas and head to Salt Lake City. At noon, I had lunch at Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles in Chinatown in Las Vegas. Things with soup are really delicious. It was amazing to be able to eat authentic Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles in Las Vegas.

It's more than 400 miles from LA to Salt Lake City, and it took more than six hours to drive. I also needed to rest on the way. An unexpected situation happened. When I was about to refuel, I couldn't find a gas station. When the gas tank was empty, I had to use the GPS to relocate to the nearest gas station, which was still 23 miles away.

Generally speaking, it is no problem to stick to 10 miles, but 23 miles really depends on luck.

The car maintained the most fuel-efficient speed of about 55-60 miles, while Yunluo watched the GPS report that it was 20 miles, 15 miles, 10 miles away from the destination... Mushroom kept pressing the accelerator with all his strength, but the car speed began to slowly decrease. In the last 3 miles, the accelerator was almost pressed to the bottom, but the speed dropped to 35 miles.

Moreover, the engine sound began to become weak, like a dying patient. Drivers who were overtaking from behind almost all turned their heads to take a look, with surprised eyes saying "Could it be a female driver? She drives so carefully!"... Yun Luo smiled and said that if they really broke down on the roadside, it would be a perfect life. If it was within 800 meters, then they could just push the car.

But it seems that if the cart is pushed, Mushroom will have to take the steering wheel, and Yunluo is the only laborer, so the pressure is a bit high! Mushroom rolled his eyes at Yunluo and said, "You are still laughing at this time." Yunluo said crying is useless, and even if the cart breaks down, there must be a way to go, and there must be a car that will stop to help Yunluo and Yan Chenyu.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Whether it's towing the vehicle, siphoning oil, or pushing together, there is always a way. This is not a no-man's land. In the past, when I broke down on the desert highway in Bahariya, almost every passing car would stop and offer to help. This is also part of the road culture. Everyone may become the one who breaks down and needs help.

When there was still 0.5 miles to the gas station, Yunluo and Yan Chenyu were calm. Fortunately, there was a small slope at the end. Yunluo and Yan Chenyu used up the last bit of gas at a speed of 20 miles per hour and finally reached the gas station. It was a close call. After that, the road to Salt Lake City was a relaxing night road, humming a little song all the way. The trip to the Western National Park came to an end here.

After flying from Salt Lake City to San Francisco, the Mushroom family began their new work and life in San Francisco. In recent days, they have been busy with moving, starting new jobs, etc. Yunluo also had to arrange his own itinerary - he had made an appointment with a few friends on Qunar.com, and they started from San Francisco, went to Yosemite National Park first, then returned to Monterey, and started driving to Los Angeles on California Highway 1.

And completed an important item on Perris' bucket list - skydiving.

They rushed to Salt Lake City Airport early in the morning again. It was very convenient to return the car. They parked it directly in the parking lot of the car rental company next to the terminal, then got out of the car with their things and left. They took a nap on the plane to San Francisco and soon arrived in San Francisco. Tracy's younger brother Bai Wei, who was studying in the United States, drove to pick up Yunluo and Yan Chenyu.

We went to the Bay Area near Silicon Valley. Mushroom MM had rented an apartment in advance. The check-in procedures were more complicated than expected. We spent the whole morning dealing with these things. We went to Chinatown for lunch and had a hearty Chinese meal. Then the Mushroom family went to IKEA to buy furniture. Bai Wei drove Yunluo to the famous Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco to meet the backpacker who was traveling with us this time. (To be continued...)