Las Vegas Trip Day 7 -- I love the smell of burning waffles in the morning.

Woke up this morning to the smell of burning waffles. The motel offers a self serve breakfast room where guests can get Danish rolls, cereal or make waffles on one of those flip-over waffle makers. They have two but one runs hot and burns the waffles.  We stayed at this motel last week and they had only one machine plugged in but some helpful person plugged in the hot one.

The Belgian Waffle was a topic of discussion this week because the US Men's World Cup soccer team was due to play the Belgian team and some wise guy decided we should boycott Belgian Waffles. Well, they played yesterday and it was a good game but the US team lost in the last few minutes in overtime. So, today I ate my Belgian Waffle as a salute to the hard fought game and the final winners....Belgium.

At breakfast I looked at the USA Today newspaper and it is odd how different people can watch the same soccer match and see different things. Everyone praised our goalie - Tim Howard - for his saves (16) but then there were some who complained that the US team's defenses were nonexistent. Belgium was a tough opponent, we have the best goalie in the World Cup, we needed to take the ball to their goal. We lost by one point in overtime. Not bad.

We are in Flagstaff but we get home today. It shouldn't be much more than a four hour drive and we will be able to pick up Watson   He has been at the animal hospital with his Barbie doll.

On the way back we stopped in Winslow, Arizona, to take pictures of us "Standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona."  They have a statue and a little scenario where folks stand and take their picture...complete with a flat-bed Ford. We went across the street to an old  Route 66 diner and had biscuits and gravy and watched the people come to take pictures. It's a continuous stream of people.

We made it home with Watson around 4:30. Happy to be home. Doing laundry. Gonna stay home for a while.