Barry and I spent yesterday, Leap Day (kind of an extra day, if you think about it) on our first major road trip… driving 6 hours from Oregon through California to Reno, Nevada.
It’s a beautiful trip, through the mountains and then the forests, and this picture is indicative of what we got to appreciate as we drove.
(Well… Barry drove, and I rode beside him, taking pictures!) 😉
They say “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas”… but what about what happens in Reno, further upstate?
Why is Reno called “The Biggest Little City in the World”?
Why is Vegas known for quickie weddings, while Reno is known for quickie divorces?
And why has Reno not grown to the size of Vegas all these years later?
There are a lot of things to ponder… but mostly I’m concentrating on enjoying the trip and being grateful for being able to share the experience (the natural beauty, the personal togetherness, the fun with friends and colleagues) with Barry.
The best things in life come when we’re grateful for what we already have, and appreciate every experience, big or small.
That includes the Biggest Little City in the World… or the Littlest Big City, or the Littlest Little City, or the beautiful mountains, the trees, the lakes, the oceans, or what-have-you.
Or just each other.
And another experience that I appreciated is when Barry won me a disco-purple sparkly Tasmanian Devil from a game at the Circus Circus casino.
He’s been promising to win me something at the fair for months, and Circus Circus has a gaming section that’s almost like a fair… so fair game (pun intended).
Purple is one of my very favorite colors, and Barry knew that — and specifically pointed out Taz before winning it.
Our first prize manifestation!
So it was a great opportunity to be goofy and have a little fun in this photo. How often do you get to pose with something that’s sparkly-purple pretty, but scary at the same time?
Anyhow… what happens in Reno stays in Reno… right?
Keep Unwrapping the Mysteries of Life!
