Sunday night consisted of drinking copious amounts of alcohol, including shots of vodka whileplaying 'whoosh, bang, up' which welearnt in Vietnam and then risking a Michael Barrymore moment in the pool... Didn't do much yesterday. Today we went to a town called Oatman, which is a hundred year old gold mining town. It was really cool, just one street, all dusty and surrounded by mountains. Wild donkeys (burros) roam everywhere; they rule the road. Nothing like the scabby things you get in Blackpool, they are quite cute - but you have to careful of their backend as they kick! We didn't stay long as there isn't much there, but we stopped for a drink in Oatman Hotel which has a saloon style bar and dollar bills posted up all around the walls, signed by past visitors - there must've been $10,000 .....! It's also where Clark Gable and Carole Lombard honeymooned in the 1930s..... As we were going back to the car the wind started blowing and the dusty streets became even dustier; the sky darkened and it began to rain. A woman warned it would suddenly pour down so we ran back to the car. As we were driving back there was fork lightening, thunder and heavy rain. What had been arid dry desert and blue skies on the driving there became a storm scene. Everything here is bigger. The landscape, the sky, the weather... Today is independence day so Matt's boss had invited us down to the channel for a bbq. After we'd eaten we all got on a boat and sailed under London Bridge, to join hundreds of other boats with their twinkling lights to wait for the fireworks. They started at 9pm and lasted for 30minutes and were fabulous. All of them were like the finale ones you get at a good bonfire night display in England. It was fantastic to be priveleged enough to be on a private boat watching an Independence Day firework display,instead of crammed together with loads of other people somewhere like I thought we might be. Madisson sat quietly, completely transfixed by them. She was born on November 5th so maybe she's destined to love fireworks. As we sailed back under London Bridge Matt pointed out bullet holes in it,from German planes in WWII, which was very strange in Arizona!