Day 4 - 

Grand canyon day. The "thunderstorms and lightning, very, very frightening indeed" did not happen and instead we had a beautiful morning ahead of us! Going to the wrong lobby area ensured we were fashionably late but we eventually found the bus. There were 3 spare seats on the bus, 2 singles and 1 next to a pretty girl from Oz... like Usain Bolt driving a formula one car being pushed by Superman, Rich sat down first and started his much polished "...only I can kill Harry potter..." impressions. Dan sat with me... If that last comment made you say "AWWWW poor Dan" then thanks a lot!!! :)

We arrived at the airport and met our pilot Dave. A cool, blond haired part time cheerleading instructor. I'm not sure if cheerleading is considered manly in the states but he drives a helicopter everyday so I think it more than balances out. As we were called to our plane we realised we would be sharing the plane with 3 pretty girls from down under (cassie, jessica and alexis) . Having missed out on some female companionship on the bus I sensed Dan was plotting a seating strategy. These plans were dashed instantly  when the seating turned out to be predetermined by weight meaning wafer thin Rich was to sit next to Cassie...and 6ft 7 Dan was sat next to me...again (I think an "Awwwww" is now in order)

 Singing/Screaming "Viva Las Vegas" high above the canyon made for an unforgettable experience and a few cheeky dips and turns from pilot Dave were very fun. The champagne lunch in the canyon made for some great photos and soon it was time to head back to the madness of Vegas.

That night Dan managed to bag a great seat at the Jabberwockys show. He claims he really loves the dancing but we think he just wanted to go somewhere dark for a kip without losing any man points! Me and Rich hit the blackjack tables and got talking to a man and his son (the dad was new to gambling and was trying to hit on 21! - the son had the greatest laugh ever!!! The best moment being Richard losing some money and shouting "s***!!!" only for the son to turn to us laughing his head off to "they say s***! in the UK too???"