Recently on my Facebook page, I was retelling the story of how the last few tours I have been on, I have had a few times where I had to stop, look and go “hmmm….” Now, that’s not an easy thing to do for me. After all these years being in las Vegas, working as a chauffeur and being on many over the road tours, it really takes a lot for me to stop and wonder about what is happening…
Here’s The Story!
Being a tour guide in Las Vegas and living in Las Vegas, I learned quickly that no matter how long you are in this business, you really can not say that you have seen it all. I know, there are times when you hear people say that. Living here and working here, the moment you say that… Mother Nature will remind you that “No, You Have Not Seen It All” and proceed to show you the truth.
Unfortunately, there are times where you really wished you had not seen what you just saw. But you did and you need to move on. There are more good times than bad and keep looking for the best. Why? Because it’s Vegas and some tourists love the anonymity we can make them think they have and that makes them want to push their limits of modesty or stretch their imagination.
Most tour guides I know won’t publicly admit it, but we all have a “Bucket List” or an imaginary list of things that have happened that we want to experience again, or things they want to have happened when on tour. And when we get together at the end of a long multi-day tour or just get together to commiserate our experiences, we tend to bring out that list and start to compare notes.
One of the more popular lists that we like to compare is the women flashing the camera. usually, for the shock value of their boyfriend or husband. As well as anyone they want to include int he little surprise and that usually includes the tour guide. In my eleven years as a tour guide, I have been exposed to women dropping their tops for the camera of a friend, a client/Boss, or significant other in all of the National Parks that I have ever toured in – except one.
Yes, I can honestly say that I have seen God’s greatest peaks and have seen some awesome work done by medical professionals while on tour in the Grand Canyon, Yosemite, and even at the Golden Gate National Park.
I have even been asked by females guests to help them snap a few “naughties” of them while in Death Valley and in Zion National Park, to send to that special someone who is not with them that day. Trust me when I say that the Zion Narrows has a completely different memory for me than for some of the other guides that I know!
So you probably guessed by now, the one National Park I have yet to experience a dropped top in, was Hoover Dam. (Technically Hoover Dam/Bridge is in Lake Mead National Recreation Area). Over the past 11 years, my guests and I have witnessed women bend over the top of Hoover Dam to look over and had their short skirts blow up and over them on accident as well as on purpose (seriously). Every year we witness the summertime tourist ritual of “look ma, no bra” while wearing light-colored tops in the summer sun and smiling as they stand in front of you.
But never have I seen an outright, dropping of the top, hold the pose for the camera while the photographer registers what they re just now seeing before hitting the button and smile at the camera shot until now.
Here’s My Story:
We were returning from the Grand Canyon West Rim which had a few surprises for me as well, but that’s another post. (Two environmentalists got into a competition on who was right about climate change!) On the way back home, we stop at Hoover Dam for some quick picks on the Arizona side.
We passed the security checkpoint, past the bridge parking lot, and started to see the dam. That’s when I kick in the tour guide mode. Start my talks about the dam, its size, and how it corks the canyon. Yada, yada yada… Then we are faced with the big bridge and its facts. We curve around to see the dam in front of us and the bridge is behind us. That’s when I spot an older (60’s) couple heading to an overlook between the dam and the bridge.
As I set up the next part of the narration for my tour, this happy couple is in the little lot to the right. She puts her back to me and the bridge. She is facing the dam and the traffic leaving the Dam. Her husband(?) is facing me and the bridge. He is smiling as he gets the camera ready for this picture he is probably thinking he will send back to the family our maybe share on Facebook. Clueless as I was to hat she really had in mind.
His smile at her signaled he was ready for her to pose. She straightens her back as her shoulders dropped. Next thing I saw, her top dropped off as well. Suddenly, grandma was standing there topless! She smiled, posed for the camera, her husband, and a tour guide who stopped talking to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing (I like to be certain of my facts) were a bit surprised as to what she was showing us and the world. .
Yes, indeed, grandma was posing proudly topless for grandpa in front of the Hoover Dam Bypass Bridge and anyone who was surveying the horizon from the Dam. Her smile told me everything I needed to know and I have to agree with her smile.
If you still have it (or want to think you still have it) go ahead and flaunt it! And she was very proud of what Mother Nature had blessed her with all those years ago. And she had no problems holding that simple pose while grandpa tried to stop smiling and remember what button to push before his poor heart gave out. She held that pose until he did…
Be Proud of what you have, no matter the age!
I know women get a little self-consciousness about their looks as time marches on. The hands of time had made some things point a little more south than they did in previous years, but she seemed to have absolutely no problem letting them see the bright desert sunshine! And I’m sure Grandpa had a smile on his face she had not seen in a while either. God Bless any woman who has that much confidence to do that at her age!
I need to add that she made absolutely no moves to cover or shy away from as the van and the other traffic following, passed slowly by her. She kept the pose and the smile for a lot longer than I had expected. Grandpa had a difficult time trying to get that button pushed as he was still smiling as she stood there…
I finally had to change lanes, turn away, and park the van. They walked back to the parking garage, but I could not break away from my group and say “thank you”. I id have one guest on my tour who hinted at what he thought maybe he saw. I smiled and said he did see what he saw…