Getting To, Entering, and Subsequently
Leaving Las Vegas

A Thrilling Tale of Rock Climbing, Pickled Wieners, and Caffeinated Beverages

or

How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The BMW

A few notes: this story is annotated with a fair number of photographs. In most cases the 'normal' links point to 640x480 images, approximately 120KB of data. If you find that these take too long to transfer, or whatever, there are 'low' resolution links for each image, which are typically 320x200 and less than 20KB long - these should (obviously) transfer much more quickly. Click on the green dots for the low-res versions of the images.

Here's a Google Earth fly-through of the trip...

Can I Get Prints of the No-Doubt Lovely Photos You Took?

Not any longer.  Sorry.

I Don't Care About Your Stupid Trip,
Show Me Some Wedding Pictures!

Hey, no need to be rude! You'll want to go here, and check out rolls 08, 09, 10, and 11.

Who the Hell is Writing This?

Me? Why, I'm John Bradley, and thanks for asking!

I've known Mr. Hagan for some 12 years now, and while I'm not one of his Oldest Friends (in any sense of the word), I am willing to go along with virtually any damned fool idea he comes up with. That should count for something. "What the hell, let's do it," that's my motto. This road trip is a fine example of where that sort of attitude can take you.

Anyway, those of you who don't know me probably aren't reading this (jerks!), but you may remember me as "that fat guy with the camera". As legacies go, it's not much, but I hope to live up to it.

The Wedding Trip - A Story in 13 Parts

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Last updated: 08/31/05