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After nine days I let the horse run free, because the desert had turned to sea
2004-05-07

My first thoughts upon arriving in Las Veg@s was, what a stupid place to put a city. Seriously... It is in this big bowl in the middle of the desert with lots and lots of nothing all around. if it wasn't for the casinos, I can't imagine why anybody would want to go there, well unless you really, really like nothing.

My second thought was, man, they must use a lot of water here. I guess to try and make you forget that you are in the desert in the middle of no where, everyplace has fountains and fake rivers and pools with waterfalls. Just in evaporation alone, they must use a million gallons a day. Apparently this is not a problem, even though Lake Me@d is 18 feel below it's normal level. Hey this is Veg@s, life is an illusion, we'll find a way. Don't worry be happy.

Third, or hell, maybe tied with second, was that I'd love to have the silicone concession in this place. Now let me state for the record, that I'm not a huge fan of big boobs, hey to each his own you know, but I'm entitild to my opinion. Veg@s apparently does not share this position. This place has to be the large boob capital of the world. It is worse than SoCal. There is no moderation, there are no normally proportioned people. It is a whole freaking city of P@mela Andersons

No matter where we went, I lived in fear that one of these enhanced beauties whould turn around to quick and poke out an eye or something. In the pool, they did appear to make excellent floation devices though so maybe that's the reason?

There was a charge for everything. To rent a foam pad to lay on in the pool was $5 and hour or $20 a day. I did find a casino with $1 Michelobs or Margerittas while the crew was in the wax museum that was the find of the trip. They also had a Subw@y. SCORE!

Also you have to love a city that gives you to go cups for your drinks and lets you wander from place to place with large cups of alcohol. The folks passing out hooker trading cards on all the street corners was a bit much though. No I do not want a hooker or a personal stripper and yes I know they have big boobs, who here doesn't?

We took in the sights in the morining and after dinner, but mid-afternoon every day we hit the pool. This pool was the size of a few city blocks, had a couple of hot tubs and a water slide. Waitresses in matching bathing suits (and boobs) took orders for drinks. If they served food I could have easily lived in that pool.

Our hotel room was Ok, nothing spectacular considering the price. If I ever go back it will be to someplace a lot cheaper. You don't really spend much time in the rooms.

M.E. and I sat through a VERY painful time share presentation for $100 in slot money and front row tickets to Sirens a outside show about a ship battle between pirates and scantily clad woman (with big boobs). Of course the women won easily. And life goes on.

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