1. The catch phrase "smells like a winner".
2. The personalized key chains: no "Beth", but of course "Dylan" and "Ambrosia".
3. Losing a dollar on Wheel of Fortune slots. I, apparently, did not find the loosest slots in town. Possibly a blessing in disguise. I can still hear the haunting chant Wheel! of! Fortune! Telling me again and again, You! Are! A! Loser!
I'm not saying I don't like Las Vegas. I'm saying I really don't like it. Unless you're a rock climber or have a penchant for giant buffets, of course. Then you should definitely visit. They've got some beautiful mountains here. And some beautiful mountains of peel and eat shrimp. The dual-flush, water preserving toilets are no where to be found. And the recycling bins? They must sort it all out at the dump. And I didn't get the memo saying it was okay to take your shoes AND socks off in public places. And I'm not fancy, ask anyone. It's confusing. Then again, where else can you get a twelve dollar spicy mango margarita at 7 in the morning? I'll give Vegas that much.
2 comments:
Vegas is like a gigantic, chaotic, Disneyland for grown-ups. It has a brand identity (excess), a style (kitsch), and a mood (noisy, cheery, creepy, bright). I think it's one of the weirdest places on earth.
There are actually some great spots to hike and camp out in those mountains.
And I would also like to mention the Liberace Museum, home of the Best Overheard Comment Ever: "He sure did like fancy things."
hey - give a hello to joren from me if you get this - this is his buddy john long from wash.u
Post a Comment