80 miles. Overcast today, which made for a comfy jaunt to the Hoover Dam.
Rob hooked Steve and I up with tickets to the Criss Angel magic show! Dinner was procured at the Main Street Brew Pub, which used to be a train station.
I get the feeling that “gobbled” is not how you’re supposed to eat delicately marinated prime cuts of sashimi. It’s just so tasty.