Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Viva Las Vegas

Well, we are back from our trip to Vegas. It was great, except for the fact that I was miserably sick with the cold Brian gave me the entire trip. I thought I was going to die on the plane ride due to the pressure in my head. Then, once we landed, I was exhausted all day due to not having slept a wink the night before, because I was so stuffy.

My impressions of Vegas are that it was pretty much what I expected. The entire place is a monument to crappy American culture, which is not to say that I didn't like it. I like crappy American culture. I'm no snob. It was a lot of fun, actually. There are shows in every hotel/casino, and things to do other than gamble. I actually like gambling, though, so that was no problem for me. I actually expected it to be racier than it was, which was a pleasant surprise.

There were the ever present pimps, the "porn-snappers," as my uncle and step-father called them. These guys (and a few gals) line the strip, snapping these little trading cards that contains naked photos and phone numbers for houses of prostitution. It was annoying, but you can ignore it. Prostitution is not legal in Clark County (it is in the rest of Nevada), but it's there nonetheless. There are also moving billboards with ads for "hot babes direct to you" type things, which are also easy to ignore. I truly don't think I'd take my little kids there. If nothing else, there's not much to do there for them.

Brian and I did go to Hoover Dam, which was neat, and we also saw two shows while we were there. We saw "Menopause, the Musical," which was much funnier than I expected, and also the Cirque show "Love." That is the show set to all Beatles music, and it was awesome. I would highly recommend it.

So, all in all, a good trip. I'd definitely like to go again, and hopefully not be sick next time. We'll see how quickly it happens!

1 comment:

April said...

No! I'm sorry you were sick on your trip!

But, yay that you had a good time, anyway! I liked this blog. I liked your part about, "I'm not a snob. I like crappy American culture."