Glorious Utah, the end of the journey
We spent another night in Loa and then Anne and I drove back to Las Vegas. We went by some of the more interesting byways before we got onto I-15 and the big roll into the city. Unfortunately there was not time or opportunity to stop and take pictures. Even though there was the memorable experience of a road runner running down the road, naturally. Our plane left in the early evening for the journey back to Florida, a 4½ hour flight. This takes you over Lake Mead, the Hoover Dam, and then after about 20 minutes, the Grand Canyon. I had a window seat and was able to take some pictures. It got dark about 7.00pm and then we seemed to fly over vast tracts of nothing with the occasional oasis of light from a small town. Eventually we crossed the Gulf of Mexico and shortly after landed at Orlando Airport. The next day, before I took my flight home to the UK, Ron, Anne's husband took me for a tour to see the hurricane damage. We also saw, from their driveway, a rocket launch fro...