On Tuesday we headed east to Hoover Dam, one of the seven man-made wonders of the world. It was certainly a site to behold. We were able to go down 500 feet into the rock foundation to see the generators. The generators were about as big in diameter as our apartment. Of course all along the tour we got the history lessons about why the dam was built, why it was built where it was, etc. After visiting the dam, we drove to a nearby town to visit a museum. There wasn't a whole lot there to look at, but some of the exhibits were interesting enough. At the very least, I learned that dire wolves were real and not just a monster to kill in a game. After the museum we went to eat at one of the oddest restaurants I've ever eaten at. The whole restaurant was a soup and salad buffet. Those of you that know me know I'm not a veggie eater. I was pretty concerned about what I would eat when I walked in the door and only saw a huge salad bar. However, tucked around the corner was at least half a dozen soups, a whole bakery section, ice cream bar and several hot pastas. I didn't have much meat, but there was plenty of good stuff. I ended up with chicken noodle soup, pasta alfredo, potato and leek soup with bacon, and several slices of foccacia. To top it off, I had ice cream which is always a favorite. Due to time constraints, we had to skip the chocolate factory and instead drove to Red Rock Canyon. Red Rock Canyon was gorgeous. It was a sunny day with a bright blue sky. There was little traffic so it was very quiet and soothing sitting at the highest point looking over the valley below. After a long day of walking around, we headed back to the hotel to rest before dinner. That night, we went to a little Italian place called Battista's Hole in the Wall. The restaurant isn't quite like its name implies. It was a little small, but the food was excellent. There was a little old Italian guy wandering around the restaurant serenading everyone while playing his accordion for entertainment. After dinner we went next door to the Bourbon Street casino to see a free improv show. Bourbon Street was more of a hole in the wall than Battista's. Only the budget minded would stay there and gamble. It was on the total opposite end of the spectrum when compared to MGM and Bellagio. And thankfully the improv show was free because overall it was bad. After the show I went to gamble back at the Tropicana across from MGM, but luckily, I couldn't find an open table.