Topic: Vacation
Knowing I was coming to Vegas for a while, I had chatted up a few locals via the net to see if there was anyone worth hanging out with. Of the guys I chatted with, one fellow named Keith seemed a sane enough fellow, so, I met up with him and two of his friends and went to breakfast at a local restaurant some distance from the strip.
Now, mind you, I grew up in Vegas, and I lived in BFE Northern Nevada for far too long, but I cannot for the life of me see what the attraction is of Vegas. Once you get outside the tourist trap that’s the Strip, it’s just endless suburban sprawl, Houses, too few trees, and sandy empty lots between neighborhoods. Bleak bleak.
Keith returns me to the Strip where I meet up with a buffet-stuffed Matt and Diana at the Bellagio. We almost go into a Picasso ceramics exhibit there, but end up moving on.
It’s still hot. Not as bad as yesterday, but still up there.
