so i finally got to las vegas, after all these years. it wasn’t quite worth the wait.
don’t get me wrong, there are tons of cool things to see and do. i guess. i mean, that’s what everyone tells me and who am i to say anything different. we drove in at night and saw all the lights and found a cheap hotel room about half a mile from the strip. walked to the tropicana and the walk took long enough both to wonder, “who walks to the casinos?” and answer, “the losers do.” great.
tropicana, it was quickly determined, actually was for losers. we left and went to the bellagio, which was immediately more my style. no shortage of beautiful people there, that’s for sure. or beautiful money. neither of which i had any of.
i was lamenting the lack of money in particular when i came up with the good idea that once i’ve secured a job and a few paychecks, it would be fun to come out here with, say $1000, and really live it up the way you’re supposed to. i had gone about 10 steps down the sidewalk before i realized that if i’m going to have a $1000 weekend, i’d rather have it in italy or france. duh.
and that’s about all i needed to know about vegas.
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