This Las Vegas is quite a place. As I overheard it so aptly put yesterday, it is the only place that spends its time trying to convince you that you are someplace else. When you're in Caesar's Palace, you're supposed to think you're in Rome. When in the Venetian, Venice; when in Paris...yeah, you get the picture! And there are people here of all shapes and sizes...from the twig to the mighty oak, so to speak! Last evening we were walking on what is undoubtedly the busiest block on the Las Vegas strip...for those of you familiar, between Flamingo and Harrahs...now its Saturday night of a long weekend, you do the math...wall to wall people...and what do we come across...a "parade" of what could only be described as able bodied "visitors from south of the US border" (or perhaps they were a group of "original occupants of the land", I'm not entirely sure), but they were traveling on seven of those scooter chairs. As if it wasn't slow enough traveling on the side walk as it was without that!!
Now when you are here in Vegas you often times get to see peoples vices under a microscope. When you converge at the intersection of Drinking, Gambling, and Lost Wages, it's inevitable that you're going to see the worst in people. So, in the wee hours of Saturday morning we are awoken to what could only be described as a rather loud altercation in the hall, or perhaps the room next door....hard to tell. But its loud enough to wake us up. The next day we are coming back to our room to find housekeeping replacing the mattress in the room next door. Coincidence...I think NOT!
And Vegas is truly a place of dichotomy...and this isn't just limited to the broad expanse between the rich, high rollers that walk the strip looking to get richer, compared to the poor, homeless that walk the same strip looking for a handout. This also extends to the average joe. For example yesterday I overhear a conversation between Mr. and Mrs. Joe Average. Now, bear in mind they are in "sin city"...and what are they discussing?? How they have to call and get the time for church on Sunday morning to attend Easter Mass. I don't know....just made me go hmmmm...
WHAT I LEARNED TODAY: Now I've never been an overly superstitious person. I'm pretty much a believer in the Grand Plan, and "everything happens for a reason". When we parked our car in the Halifax Park 'n Fly, we had to drive around quite aways to find a spot. Finally, in section "N", we found what looked like a good spot. While walking over to the bus stop to await pickup by the shuttle, I saw a spot very close to the bus shelter...in section "L". I pointed it out to Kier, who immediately asked (more to appease me than anything else, I'm sure) "Do you want me to move the car?". I replied, "Yes, I think you should. It is moving from 'No luck' to 'Luck'". Now, I know most of you are just shaking your heads and saying "She didn't really make him move the car over something that stupid". Yeah, you are saying it, I can ALMOST hear you! But in response to that, I can only say one thing...as of today, half way through our trip when we are usually contemplating the nearest bank machine, both Kier and myself have all the money we brought with us nicely tucked away in the safe in our room, and we are enjoying our gambling compliments of the casino's $$$. Coincidence....I think NOT!!!
Happy Easter to all, and hope the Bunny found you!!
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