Clange Do Battlefield Vegas! 

18.10.17 With wilder eyes wide open. This desert never sleeps. We began with a nice breakfast at Payard Bakery in Caesar’s Palace.


Then did a mini video blog at the pool

After shooting our bazookas off at Battlefield Vegas. An experience I’ll possibly never get to do again. The recoil is bruising, the noise deafening… next time I watch an action film I’ll remeber this.. Bar a zombie apocalypse or playing Grand Theft Auto. That was my PMT release gun style!

Watch Ange

Watch my Brother and Slomo Mini Gun

Surrounded by #vegasStrong hash tags after the awful Mandalay Bay Massacre. Which we keep passing on the strip. The whole gun law thing in America. ‘Guns don’t kill.. People kill’ its a debate that will rage on. I enjoyed this in a very controlled safe environment. I couldn’t shoot a bird or animal in reality. A paper target and ultimately vegetarianism is my only choice.

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We went for an American Style ‘Taco Bell! ‘‘Twas lovely. We fed the little birdies.

After the taxi driver had attempted to drop us off at the furthest away one. We got dropped off further away. We walked the strip. In hindsight it was closer to walk from Caesars Palace! So the ticket selling, CD (give away but harass for a donation knobheads, harassment continued. One shouted his daughter was born gay! Clearly Ange and I are card carrying Lesbians! Another told us to smile.. Fcuk off! And then for the finale.. one asked what the best thing about Vegas was? Ange shouted “Not being harassed!” He looked bemused. Someone asked if my Brother was his wife’s dad….


Then we tootled off to the pool for a few hours messing about.

A little flutter in the casino. Then dinner at New York New York Hotel at Gallagher’s.


Due to the mahosive size of Caesar’s Palace and The Strip trotting about as well as troffathons. We are putting in the step count too. (mum) Balanced indulging.

LA to Vegas

Driving 260 miles along Interstate 15. One canyon leads to another. The desert is not an attractive beast. We played count the bush. For the driest desert in North America. It’s no camping trip. A landscape without refrain.





After a quick stop off at Barlow for a corn dog and Wetzel’s Pretzels. 


There really is no mercy from the sun or shelter for those stranded in the Mojave Desert. It’s truly relentless. Of if my favourite songs: My track ‘Solstice’ by Earth Tree Healing accompanies my short video. 

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Then you can watch LA to Vegas Video #2 featuring us! Julie managed to get pop down her tits. 

The quickening desert mirrors itself. With my head lolling about as consciousness began to leave me. We arrived in Vegas. Dropped off the Dodge and Taxied to the strip. Meeting the wonderful Sancia. She filled us in on some essentials. Laughter at the talk of Tramps, a little lost in accents. They turned to ‘Trumps’ which was funnier. 

We passed Mandalay Bay. Where the recent massacre occurred. #vegasStrong 


Upon arrival. We dragged our road weary assets to at our room. Which is possibly bigger than our house and garden. The bed is so comfortable! Then my excited and silently determined Brother, escorted us all on a long walk… well getting anywhere even in Caesars Palace is a marathon. 

Next to Guy Fieri’s for beer, Trash Can Nachos, a Motley Que Sandwich! Wow! 

We all had a little flutter in the casino. Ange came out $100 in profit. So that payed for dinner! 
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