That led us to our journey of the day to the planned community outside of Vegas called Summerlin. We hit the GPS and off we went to see if Summerlin would be a great place to winter next year. As I got in the car, I noticed that my hair stood straight up from a whirling gust of wind. I guess in Ohio when we get 45 mph wind gusts, it's a tornado and we are cowering in the basement. But it's Vegas! It's just wind.
The sky grew dark as we drove into Summerlin. But it wasn't from rain, it was sand and debris flying through the air! I thought about sticking my head out the window because I've heard that dermabrasion is good for the skin. Thank goodness I didn't because just then a very large tree branch blew in front of our car and hit the front grill! That was followed by countless plastic grocery bags smacking every car and minutes later, a wet mop came flying in front of us! And down the road a bit, a refrigerator box flew on by. I thoroughly expected to see Elvis Presley fly across the road next. After all, it is Vegas.
We loved Summerlin. We didn't, however, like our lunch on the way home at Dona Maria's Tamales which one would think would have excellent tamales, but alas. . . . their tamales were boring.
On the way home, we smelled something burning. Thinking it might be a car near us, we didn't think much of it. But it continued. We stopped the car and sure enough it was our car that smelled like it was burning! Not wanting to end our adventurous day exploding into flames, we pulled into a Goodyear Service Center where they put the car up on the lift, removed the remaining tree branches from the grill and pointed out to us that somehow a plastic grocery bag had gotten wrapped around the exhaust system. No worries, the burning smell would be gone as soon as the plastic bag melted off. I wondered what a melting mop would have smelled like if it has gotten caught on our exhaust system.
