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Saturday, July 17, 2010

continued on from my last post. If we were to turn the boat around, that would mean that we would be trying to avoid rocks, where there is a strong current. Or that a rock turned us back-wards. Or that a rock turned us backwards and we were stuck between the rocks. Where there was a strong current, there would normally be rocks and bumps, so if your boat floated over a rock where there was a strong current, the boat would most likey go over a rock and SPLASH and you're completely wet!! My Mum, as I said before, got completely drenched, this way. She didn't like it much. But a girl who was sitting behind me and my sister, decided to sit at the top of the boat, where she got wetter than my mum, and she liked getting wet. Everyone was asking my sister and I if we wanted to sit at the top of the boat, and we said 'no!' until my sister did at the end where there was no strong current or rocks. We'd all like to go rafting again, on a class 4, but our guide said that the only class 4s were a full day (6 hours) which is very long. There was a place that there was photographers taking photos of us, getting all wet. You could but one photo of 38 for $29 or them all on a cd fwith coblestoneor $50. We chose the cd with them all on it, because there is a lot of good photos on the cd. After the rafting, we drove to 'Fresno'. There is nothing much in the town, but there is an army headquaters, which my dad accidently drove to, when we went out, looking for a restaurant. We just drove up to the place where the office window is, where you give your ID where my dad asked the man there "Am I in the wrong place?" and told the man that he just wanted to go into town. So he pulled him over and the police came over to get my dad's ID. He didn't have his passport or driver's license, but he did have his job ID in his wallet. They looked his name up and let us go.
Today we drove to Las Vegas, which is the second last place we are going to. We are flying back to Boston on Wednesday. My dad described Las Vegas as "a big 'fake' city". He was right. There is an eiffel tower half the size of the real one, which is over a big fake Paris in a building. There is french restaurants and clothes shops, and cafés that are on fake streets with coblestone roads, and above the shops and restaurants fake upstairs with old fashioned big windows. There even is street lights. And a casino. Maybe the casino is there for people who decide that they love fake Paris so much, they want to actually go there, so they gamble for money. In some of the shops, they sell souveniers saying 'Paris, Las Vegas'. I'm going to move on from the fake Paris. A waiter at a pizza place told my mum that Las Vegas isn't really a place for kids. Maybe he was refering to the fact that there are people handing out leaflets for STRIPPING CLUBS??? Whenever we walk past them, they offer my dad one. Like, in front of all of us. It kind of freaks me out. I'll tell you about our hotel room. Tommorrow we will be moving into a suite that we are all in. But for tonight my sister and I are in a suite all to ourselves! There is a kitchen, a dining room and sitting room all in one room, with two bathrooms, two telephones, two t.vs, two double beds and two lovely views of the wall of the other part of the building. So we can have a double bed all to ourselves and watch whatever we want on tv, etc and go to bed what ever time we want. It's 11.33 pm now, so I'm going to go to bed soon!

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