So Jackie has a list of the best and cheapest places to eat within 14kms, which usually never leads us astray, so with Brendon playing a tournament we hopped in the car and started driving to his place called ‘Aces & Ales’. 40 mins later we were still driving, which is quite a long time cosidering any longer and you’ll pretty much be in desert. The place looked like a death trap, which Jamie mentioned a few times, but all in all it wasn’t too bad. We survived. I got whooped in pool, first by Jackie and then a last minute comeback by Jamie who has pool playing bipolar. We hit up some outlet stores on the other side of the strip and then raced back to meet Brendon on his tournament break.
Proof that it was actually 43 degrees today. Seriously wtf.