Viva Las Vegas

As soon as you get off the plane, you know that you are in Fantasy land, no, not the one with the mouse.

Ding, ding, ding, the unmistakable sound coming from the slot machines lining the airport concourses welcome you. You’re soon going to discover that there are slot machines every where in Las Vegas, grocery stores, gas stations, well almost anywhere.

With the outside temperatures inching close to 100 degrees, most folks don’t venture out during the day.

The nighttime is when this place comes alive. In a matter of minutes you can stroll by the Eifel Tower, the Statue of Liberty and Caesar’s Palace since they are all in the same block.

Amazingly, your crack ace reporter is here to attend a 50th class reunion. It’s got to be the perfect location for a reunion, because Las Vegas knows how to entertain. Just people watching and walking around is entertaining. An Asian Elvis crooning, “You ainta nuttin buta hounda doga,” Super heroes dueling on the Strip, and a gazillion sales people passing out coupons, it’s Vegas, Baby.

Only a couple of days left until it’s back to reality, no more 99 cent shrimp cocktails, yard long drink glasses and the 24/7 dinging of those slots.

It’ll be goodbye Vegas, and Hello, Monticello,