Viva Las Vega$
"Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it." - Rabindranath Tagore
I had planned on blogging frequently, as I prefer to do while traveling, instead of listening, but Las Vegas was not friendly to my blogging pursuits. No wifi, and the place I was staying, the Excalibur, to be henceforth referred to as Disney's Crack Castle (DCC), was way too far to walk everytime they gave us a 15 minute break. Our conference area, infact, was 1/2 mile from anything mormons won't do. And our keynote speaker was a low bid CHRISTIAN MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER. It felt almost like an intervention, except that at the end of the day I got to go back through the gammet of porn pamphleteers to the Crack Castle.
We were, I kept reminding myself, in Las Vegas!
It seemed, somehow, to have lost its charred little soul somewhere along the way...To have exchanged it maybe for a Hermes bag?
All anyone could talk about was Circue de Soleil and shopping. (!!!)
The SPAs! museums!
Anyone who comes to this dirty desert disease to shop for $2000 handbags or get a pedicure and avocado facial is hurting the troops. (trust me, I did the work flow diagram).
When you play the slot machines and win, you get a mechanical fake coins dropping sound and a ticket for cash. The waitresses in short shiny skirts and pushup bras were my age and very very tired. There is nothing more disheartening than facing your own worst case scenario and tipping it a dollar for a watered down drink.
Even the porn pamphleteers seemed out of place.
I paid $50 for an appetizer and 2 drinks that did not include anything I can't buy at Albertsons, at a discount if I buy 2, and look where it's gotten them.
Let me just say now to get it out of my system that the NEW Las Vegas should be burned to the ground and someone should start over with cheap buffets and Wayne Newton as God Intended.
The quote at the top, about receiving what is in our capacity to receive? That was what our Director threw out in closing, only he misquoted slightly and attributed it to St. Thomas Aquinas. Then he said he was retiring at the end of December.
"Have a good time in Las Vegas!" he chortled.
His job is appointed by the Secretary of the Interior.
I can hardly wait to see what we receive.
"Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it." - Rabindranath Tagore
I had planned on blogging frequently, as I prefer to do while traveling, instead of listening, but Las Vegas was not friendly to my blogging pursuits. No wifi, and the place I was staying, the Excalibur, to be henceforth referred to as Disney's Crack Castle (DCC), was way too far to walk everytime they gave us a 15 minute break. Our conference area, infact, was 1/2 mile from anything mormons won't do. And our keynote speaker was a low bid CHRISTIAN MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER. It felt almost like an intervention, except that at the end of the day I got to go back through the gammet of porn pamphleteers to the Crack Castle.
We were, I kept reminding myself, in Las Vegas!
It seemed, somehow, to have lost its charred little soul somewhere along the way...To have exchanged it maybe for a Hermes bag?
All anyone could talk about was Circue de Soleil and shopping. (!!!)
The SPAs! museums!
Anyone who comes to this dirty desert disease to shop for $2000 handbags or get a pedicure and avocado facial is hurting the troops. (trust me, I did the work flow diagram).
When you play the slot machines and win, you get a mechanical fake coins dropping sound and a ticket for cash. The waitresses in short shiny skirts and pushup bras were my age and very very tired. There is nothing more disheartening than facing your own worst case scenario and tipping it a dollar for a watered down drink.
Even the porn pamphleteers seemed out of place.
I paid $50 for an appetizer and 2 drinks that did not include anything I can't buy at Albertsons, at a discount if I buy 2, and look where it's gotten them.
Let me just say now to get it out of my system that the NEW Las Vegas should be burned to the ground and someone should start over with cheap buffets and Wayne Newton as God Intended.
The quote at the top, about receiving what is in our capacity to receive? That was what our Director threw out in closing, only he misquoted slightly and attributed it to St. Thomas Aquinas. Then he said he was retiring at the end of December.
"Have a good time in Las Vegas!" he chortled.
His job is appointed by the Secretary of the Interior.
I can hardly wait to see what we receive.
posted by Yahtzee at 10:12 AM
4 Comments:
Did you also take in the phony Venice that used to be the Sands? No place has lost more character faster than Vegas. The only constant is the tired-out waitresses who are clearly in their 50s above the short skirts and apparently in their 20's below, thanks to the miracle of space age polymers applied to hosiery. They may to the equivalent Vegas to cockroaches following a nuclear conflagration. God bless them
Let's fix that penultimate sentence, since this goes on my permanent record:
They may be the VEGAS EQUIVALENT to etc etc....
It's okay, Vanx, I don't run spell check on my own posts, I certainly won't run it on yours...
I didn't go near the Venetian ...I felt the Paris was depressing enough for the European leg of my Vegas tour...
What really kills me is how much energy they put into making fake skys in these cavernous casinos, so you don't feel like you ever have to go outside...
I saw a bird, a real sparrow, flying around in the MGM ground one day...in and out of the ceiling tiles way above the starbucks (number 2)...I almost expected it to be wearing a little beret or some jaunty cap. Poor bastard.
God. Damn. No one should see this side of America.
I'm still reeling.
As long as they have Tom Jones, the Vegas heart will continue to beat.
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