The sound of a lawnmower engine somewhere on the premises of our 'Saddle West' hotel room in Pahrump, Nevada, immediately conjures up summer. Funny, I can smell the cut grass even through the closed window. :-)
How in the world did we land here in a hotel-cum-casino, of all places? It would probably not have been our choice, even though it turned out to be much nicer and quieter than I would have thought last night when I waited in the car in the parking lot while Johann and Dorothee tried to find out if we could get a room here ...
I have quite a bit to catch up on, looking at the last blog entry from our snow adventure at the Diamond Fork hotsprings, and I will try to do that while I have the opportunity.
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