Ok, so first up I should say that we did a lot of drinking on this trip. In fact, it wasn't so much a road trip as an extended pub crawl. (To the extent that Fraser spent $4 of our last $5 on pots in a pub in Barstowe. But that bar is a whole other story, and not just for that reason. But it does mean that I can say 'we were broke as bastards in Barstowe').
Anyway, because of all that drinking, there's a series of photos in the hotel room in vegas that don't really make a lot of sense now that we're sober. It had something to do with being a rock star, and ordering room service, and dealing with papparazzi. Let's just leave it at that.