LAUNCHED 2020. ADVENTURES WITH CLANGE WAFFLE ON.
Clange talking rubbish on our first podcast. https://anchor.fm/clange/episodes/Clanges-1st-Podcast-eae32d
Clange talking rubbish on our first podcast. https://anchor.fm/clange/episodes/Clanges-1st-Podcast-eae32d
Sat at McCarran International Airport. 22.10.17 contempting future shivers. But the release of my new instrumental album 8 Sabbats arrives 31st October
Watch the flight
Caesar’s Palace: For English folk the have not been here. This is nothing like ‘Blackpool’ or ‘Skegvegas.’ With the likes of Elton John performing during our stay. This hotel casino is massive! We found it rather overwhelming. Advice. . Bring plenty of money as it’s expensive. Having a flutter is fun. If you win.. walk away. It’s very easy to get over excited and blow your winnings. Vegas is a money vacuum. Caesar’s is fun, crazy, you can people watch and go wild. Meet some great friendly folk to chat to. Lots of photo opportunities. It’s also ‘poser’ central. This place drips $$$. We loved relaxing at the pool area (sun and fun in October when you are from cold, windy England is just a beautiful experience) April or October are the best months to come unless you want to be roasted in July. We tried the $50 buffet breakfast / brunch. Oh wow! Endless food and booze consumption. A play on the machines will get you free drinks. So it’s worth balancing small best for most return via booze and a flutter. Like I’ve said nothing is cheap. You have to go downtown for ‘cheaper.’you also have to add tax to any advertised price.
Our room was massive. Our bed in the Palace Tower was really comfortable. Note. Keep valuables and ‘change’ in your safe. Or the maids ‘might just mistake it for a tip!’ You will definitely tot up your step count. Service is always good, from the waitresses, valets, cab drivers, staff in general. Also take time to explore the other hotels on the strip and the Bellagio fountains water display next door.
Summary. It’s a trip of a lifetime. If you like nightlife, crazy times, gambling, food and excess. You will love it here.
We love the beach, the woods, the quite. So this was pretty overwhelming at times. But such an experience. We also need to eat a plant food diet for a while ;-p
I’ve got back into Bloody Mary drinkies.
in flight photos
We then arrived back … welcome home
20.10.17 Boulder City certainly lives up to its name. Arid, rocks…
Lake Mead. We were one of the last boats allowed out on Lake Mead due to the wind… which got worse. So what does Ange do? Speed up! Soaked at the front and back of the boat.
The Hoover Dam on the Nevada/ Arizona state line. Is a spectacular feat of engineering. Video >>>>
We then drove the rental car back to Fremont Street. Where we had been warned there were ‘freaks!’ This was the old Las Vegas. It is the Las Vegas that Ange said she had envisioned and we felt quite at home.
Nothing to see here…
Mmmmm Chilli Dogs.
We then spent our evening firstly watching the Bellagio Fountains water show
Video here >>>
It was rather entertaining and a great atmosphere . With a variety of tramps, buskers, drunks and folk enjoying ourselves.
Talented Balloon lady at The Flamingo. She made a guitar and tarot card.
19.10.17 Have you ever got suntan lotion in your eyes? Sweet Jesus! It’s was like fire water. Red eye! I managed to run it into both. Ensued a massive BF. Unable to see properly. Ange had to guide me to the restroom for damp tissue application.
Apart from that. We spent a day relaxing at the pool with a few slushy margaritas and Pina Coladas. Bliss. Note photo by Ange of Julie and I snoring after…
We then went for a stuff ones face buffet at The Bellagio.
Their wonderful ‘Fall’ display. Watch the video
And finally. The Las Vegas Strip. Our bemused cab driver. Having left The Bellagio, which is literally next to Caesar’s Palace. We’d eaten too much. The day at the pool had been exhausting wIth much needed chillaxation!
While moanung to him with our ‘funny accents’ while ‘Jesus Saves’ and ‘repent evil spirits’ (rants/ protests / preaching… whatever you call it.) about the hidden tax. So whatever you buy in America. Whatever the advertised price. They then add the tax on. With additional ‘tips’ expected/to be given for everything. Whether I’m this is just tourist extortion or the norm. It takes a calculator and faffing about. If is says $20 I want to pay $20!
Me: “Ange turn over you are snoring”
Ange “I’m awake… I’m dreaming about sausages, gravy and mash”
Me: “So you are clearly not awake then…”
Turns over and snores… asleep…
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.
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 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.
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….
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.
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.
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.
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!
10.10.17 Alcatraz day. After a near full nights sleep after jet lag limbo last night. We headed off for a Bacon & waffles & more..healthy breakfast… ;-0
Breakfast at Boudin at Fisherman’s Wharf.
Followed by Alcatraz. Lovely staff. The headsets tour gives a detailed history. Al Capone’s stay. Escapees, riots, murders. It’s oppressive, but alive with memories imprinted on bare walls. Proper punishment. There are these little flies that kept landing on us. aaaargh! Also Tip..Don’t dare get seen eating, or they will have you! Great views of a misty San Francisco. Boxticked. ✅
We then went back to Pier 39 for lunch, rather strong cocktails 🍸 at Players Sports Grill & Arcade. We kept seeing this little green boat bobbling about in the bay. Looked a bit choppy! So for $15 dollars well spent. A hilarious boat trip later with Captain Ryan, the BeforeYouDieGuy where we got to drive it. It was a good day.
Wandering the streets for a foot massage. Then feeling the need for a sleep. Ange and I rested while Adele, Rob and Julie enjoyed the night bus tour… windy! After doing YMCA and freezing their jalapeños off. Bless them.
9.10.17. Went to bed 8:30pm. Woke up midnight starving. So grabbed the bag of Cheetos and munched loudly, waking Ange up. With some messaging banter. We decided to go get food. Ange, I, my bro and his wife walked the dark streets. With the smell of the Napa County fires in the air. Brekkie at 4am at Pinecrest Diner. Great French Toast and cholesterol fuel!
Later.. Loved fisherman’s wharf and Pier 39. Went on a few bus tours. Beautiful sunny and hot day. (Sun always shines on the blessed) Jet lag catching up on me tonight. Going out for dinner then hopefully a full nights sleep. Done lots of walking. Boudins the Clam Chowder with sour dough was amazing. Getting back to the hotel and watching the news. The terrible wildfire tragedy north of us and the small earthquake at around 5pm (didn’t feel it… just reported on news) we all have had a good day exploring. The sea lions were hilarious.
The tour guide explained the Glade Memorial Methodist Church runs computer courses and interview coaching for the San Francisco homeless population. She says sadly year after year she see the same folks still on the streets feeding their drug and alcohol habit instead of getting help. I know this runs deeper for people. But help is out there if you want to change your life around.
8.10.17 After the long flight from Heathrow…but not too bad! God….. they never stop feeding you! Some ‘odd ones’ on the Virgin Atlantic. All a bit dazed sweary and sweaty. Checked into hotel Triton, to a confused reception staff that was adamant and gave Ange and I separate beds in our room she was having non of the Lez love wagon! …. a blessing really,why we didn’t argue.. re Snoring, being snuggled in with elbow in my head etc. I have my own bed bliss!
Went for a walk around Union Square, then to Loris Diner for troff, nice club sandwich. It 20:03 – here as I write this. Got cheetos from the 7 Eleven. The whirlpool style toilet is both mesmerising and horrifying at the same time! BROWN ALERT! You drop your kids off at the pool and see ‘em swimming like whirling dervishes. I don’t feel tired which is weird! Woke up at midnight starving do stuffed my face with Cheetos. Bus tours tomorrow. Ps .. don’t need a jumper Dad, it’s ‘t-shirt’ weather here in October! Lots of beggars and tramps in the streets and the smell of waz. Going to take a little getting used to!
September brings sweeter things. They do say life begins at 40. It actually begins at conception. I’m just a lot more settled and content now. How we afford adventure: Cutting back on brands, materialism, hangovers. We Invest in memories, experience, admiring the beauty of the greenery that surrounds us. Both of us have challenging day jobs and lots to do once they end each day. This was needed. When you work hard for holidays. Its feels really satisfying to get them. It especially helped us as a couple reconnect and relax exploring new places.
The sun certainly shone on the blessed on the adventure we undertook late september 2015. Its was perfect weather. Sat in my bra in the garden in the morning with a cup of tea; blissful.
We stayed with friends at ‘Westham Farmhouse, Wedmore Somerset. Sloping floors, bats at dusk. a lovely fire the was lit when darkness descended promptly by 7. Doorways and low ceilings that invited to off guard of us tall folk to smack our heads on. Which we did with varying consequences a good few times.
Day 1 : A mid afternoon arrival then unpacking = Ange throwing her clothes all over the floor. We spent the evening at The Wellington arms. Watching the Rugby World Cup England v’s Wales. Everyone seems to be called Dave. We were met with Gentlemen getting us seats and made very welcome. Nice Somerset cider. Double jack Daniels. Cute dog. England Lost. #gutted but great match. Well done Wales. Good night!
Day 2 : Beautiful Indian summers day. We went for a walk through farmers fields. As usual we got lost. We were met by aggressive sheep stomping at us, giving us the evil eye. I really don’t know what happens when sheep attack? Upon finding civilisation we found a local pub..The Sexeys Arms. Everyone is called Dave! They called us Davina. A few brandys and pork scratchings later. We headed off for dinner with the gang.
One of the dogs, a Chihuahua had a lucky escape in the garden. After a peregrine falcon swept down! A few hours respite and it was off to The Glastonbury Tor to watch the Full Eclipse Blood Moon. Now that is a trek up to the top. After an almost night shift in a really cool place. Plus randomly bumping into our friend Linda (but nothing is random)
Day 3: Watching dragonflies in the garden. Was spent exploring Glastonbury town. A nice lunch at The Lazy Gecko Cafe. A few crystal purchases and a load of books for our collection.
We visited Dunster Castle, (being members of The national Trust-it was FREE!) Burnum On Sea, West on Super Mare, Blue Anchor.
Glastonbury Abbey : We meditated in the sunshine in the orchard. Wandered through the ruins. Contemplated how good it would be with a few more fences in a zombie apocalypse. The Chalice well was just special..really special. Watch:
Rich’s Cider Farm and Wookie Hole were delightful.
Finally Cheddar Gorge: (it’s not made of cheese) This place is spectacular. We will return.
Somerset 2015 = Beautiful County, wonderful friendly people. Clange will return. Thank you.