So we ate in the Harley Davidson Cafe, as skilled USA travellers we know only to order a main course. I chose ‘Mac Cheese’ and skinny wifey opted for Half chicken, rack of ribs, coleslaw and salad.  An hour latter wifey had cleaned the tray and I still had 30% of my food left. Stuffed we waddled back to the suite and were sound asleep by 9.30pm ( 4.30am UK time).

We woke on the Sunday to bright sunlight and a slight heat haze. The decision was taken to take the hop on – hop of bus and see the City in its full glory. The tour was dived into two parts, the first part being the ‘Strip’ and the 2nd part the old city and Freemount street – this is a city of extremes. All the very top end stores are showcased and beggars line the streets ( some are very honest and simply ask for money to buy drink and drugs, others have outrageous claims and among all these there are genuine cases of hardship ).

The clever wifey was covered in Factor 50, I however, decided it would be nice to get a wee bit colour (big mistake – to be explained later). We jumped on the bus and sat on top at the front. Off we went past this sign …..