Been there, done that

Las Vegas, NV
We come back to Vegas to drop the dogs at their Uncle Archie's house. No dogs allowed at Burning Man. We came back into town, heater and defroster blowing full-blast in the insane traffic of Las Vegas. Please, please, don't let the engine over heat, we prayed. Please let the van make it a little further. Every plan we've made to get alternative transportation to Burning Man falls through, hard, and at the last minute. Fuck it, we say, and take Dervish, poor sick Dervish, 500 miles north.